Great God, I ask for no meaner pelf <br />Than that I may not disappoint myself, <br />That in my action I may soar as high <br />As I can now discern with this clear eye. <br />And next in value, which thy kindness lends, <br />That I may greatly disappoint my friends, <br />Howe'er they think or hope that it may be, <br />They may not dream how thou'st distinguished me. <br /> <br />That my weak hand may equal my firm faith <br />And my life practice what my tongue saith <br />That my low conduct may not show <br />Nor my relenting lines <br />That I thy purpose did not know <br />Or overrated thy designs.<br /><br />Henry David Thoreau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-2/
