The Prayer Perfect

Dear Lord, kind Lord, gracious Lord, I pray
Thou will look on all I love tenderly today
Weed their hearts of weariness, scatter every care
Down a wake of angel wings winnowing the air
Bring unto the sorrowing all release from pain
Let the lips of laughter overflow again
And with all the needy who'd be denied, I pray
This vast treasure of content that is mine today

And with all the needy who'd be denied, I pray
This vast treasure of content that is mine today