Answered Prayers by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I prayed for riches, and achieved success; All that I touched turned into gold. Alas! My cares were greater and my peace was less, When that wish came to pass.
I prayed for glory, and I heard my name Sung by sweet children and by hoary men. But ah! the hurts – the hurts that come with fame. I was not happy then.
I prayed for Love, and had my heart’s desire. Through quivering heart and body, and through brain, There swept the flame of its devouring fire, And but the scars remain.
I prayed for a contented mind. At length Great light upon my darkened spirit burst. Great peace fell on me also, and great strength – Oh, had that prayer been first!
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