Our humble prayers have entrance into Heaven.
Ford.
Petitions yet remain
Which Heaven may hear, nor deem Religion vain.
Still raise for good the supplicating voice,
But leave to Heaven the measures and the choice.
Safe in His power whose eyes discern afar,
The secret ambush of a specious prayer;
Implore His aid, in His decisions rest,
Secure whate’er He gives, He gives the best.