A Humble Prayer

Lord, in Your greatness Grant me peace To look upon my bretheren poor And hatred for to cease. Let me not from my place on high Look on wretches with pity Grant me sense to be one with them, Grant me humility. For who am I but Your own toy Who You made more fortunate, Gave me all that I need And many reasons to celebrate. I thank Thee, Lord, for my gifted mind For house and home and family And I thank Thee for a healthy frame And vision for my mind to see. I ask not for riches, exceeding fame, For pelf and power, I do not sigh. Lord, grant me the strength To look a fellow in the eye!