Amy Carmichael

And shall I pray Thee change Thy will my Father,

Until it be according unto mine?

But no, Lord, no, that shall never be, rather

I pray Thee blend my human will with Thine.

I pray Thee hush the hurrying eager longing

I pray Thee soothe the pangs of keen desire.

See in my quiet places wishes thronging,

Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.

And work in me to will and do Thy pleasure.

Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled,

Tarry content my Wellbeloved’s leisure,

At last, at last, even as a weaned child.

My Prayer, Amy Carmichael.

 
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