We kneel how weak, we rise how full of power! Prayer ardent opens heaven, lets down a Why therefore should we do ourselves this stream wrong, Or others, that we are not always strong; The simple heart that freely asks in love, obtains. WHITTIER. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, MONTGOMERY. Child, amid the flowers at play, Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. MONTGOMERY. In desert wilds, in midnight gloom; hold a truce; The present we fling from us like the rind Wiser it were to welcome and make ours Whate'er of good, though small, the present brings. TRENCH. To-day is so like yesterday, it cheats; We take the lying sister for the same. Fool! all thy yesterdays are past; YOUNG. To-morrow thou wilt never find; To-day is hastening to eternity; "This night thy soul shall be required of thee." MONTGOMERY. [See also DELAY — OPPORTUNITY.] PRIDE. He that is proud eats up himself. Pride is If I live the life he gave me, God will turn it His own glass, his own trumpet, his own |