Ah, what a day He hath made,
Yea, He hath made it for me!
Her prayers are not appeals for aid; they are not begging petitions. They are outpourings of love and trust and gratitude.
To an old couple, friends of Mr. and Mrs. Curran, who passed a round-eyed evening with Patience, she said:
Keep ye within thy heart a song
And murmur thou this prayer:
“My God, am I then afraid
Of heights or depths?
And doth this dark benumb my quaking limbs?
And do I stop my song in fear