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The spirit of a little child.
Father, I know that all my life
Is portioned out for me;
The changes that will surely come,
I do not fear to see:
I ask thee for a present mind,
Intent on pleasing thee.
2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love,
Through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And wipe the weeping eyes;
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathize.
3 I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro,
That seeks for some great thing to do,
Or secret thing to know:
I would be treated as a child,
And guided where I go.
4 Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe’er estate,
I have a fellowship with hearts,
To keep and cultivate;
A work of lowly love to do
For him on whom I wait.
A. L. Waring.