I knelt in prayer—my heart reached out
to know what Love was all about.
Unselfish—I once thought that's for me,
this is the quality that I should be;
I'll help to care for those in need
and hungry souls I'll gladly feed.
I proudly set myself the task
of serving all who would just ask;
So Martha-like was I in giving
that often burdened was my living.
I knew unselfishness was right,
but still I needed further light.
I prayed anew, more humbly now,
to lift off self and thus allow
pure Love divine to be my being—
my thoughts, my words, my very seeing.
