I asked for grace to lift me high, [159].
I asked the Lord that I might grow, [151].
I asked the Lord that I might worthier be, [56].
I asked the Lord to let me do, [58].
I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sent, [149].
I bow my forehead to the dust, [177].
I bring my sins to thee, [245].
I cannot always see the way, [196].
I cannot choose; I should have liked so much, [53].
"I cannot do much," said a little star, [44].