"Lord, I am weary and afraid,
And evil seeks to dominate."
So murmured one who thought himself
Submerged in care and desolate.
Failing to see the light that glowed,
A purging fire to every doubt,
He overlooked the simple truth
That would have shut all error out.
"Lord, that I might with Thee see life
And so know that which meets Thy sight."
This prayer came from the heart that yearned;
And with the prayer a ray of light,
A glimpse of truth that pierced the mist
Of fear and mental weariness
And brought a silent, healing peace
That stilled earth's clamor of distress.
"Why, Lord, then I must see myself,
And all the universe, in Thee.
If that be so, where are the fear
And evil thoughts that harassed me?
Gone! Gone with the mist that passed
When I beheld my life in Thee.
Since God is good, there is none else,
And I am Thine, refreshed and free!"
