Billy Graham

This is a poem written by a teenage girl looking for a husband. It was written as a prayer, and this is what she asked of the Lord: Dear God, I pray all unafraid, As girls are wont to be; I do not want a handsome man, But make him, Lord, like Thee. I do not need one big and strong, Nor yet so very tall, Nor need he be some genius, Or wealthy, Lord, at all; But let his head be high, dear God, And let his eye be clear, His shoulders straight, whate'er his fate; whate'er his earthly sphere. And let his face have character, A ruggedness of soul, And let his whole life show, dear God, A singleness of goal. And when he comes, As he will come, With quiet eyes aglow, I'll know, dear Lord, That he's the man I prayed for long ago. That girl's name was Ruth Bell, and she later met and married Billy Graham. Jim Horn I have had the flu for over ten days and am getting over it.