Now Peter, at the hour of prayer
(Disciple John is likewise there),
Draws near the temple gate, aware
Of many gathered. For an alm
This pleading manner, outstretched palm,
Beggars of golden coin as balm!
One, lame from birth, gives instant heed
When Peter clearly reads his need.
"Rise up and walk," he says. Indeed,
The man arises; all can see
He leaps and walks, is joyous, free;
He praises God continually.
It is not silver Peter gives,
But Truth, the Christ that heals, forgives —
The perfect gift, whereby man lives.
God knows each need. When hearts prepare
To seek Him, He is waiting there
With healing, at the hour of prayer.
