FATHER, I scarcely dare to pray, <br />So clear I see, now it is done, <br />That I have wasted half my day, <br />And left my work but just begun; <br /> <br />So clear I see that things I thought <br />Were right or harmless were a sin; <br />So clear I see that I have sought, <br />Unconscious, selfish aims to win; <br /> <br />So clear I see that I have hurt <br />The souls I might have helped to save; <br />That I have slothful been, inert, <br />Deaf to the calls thy leaders gave. <br /> <br />In outskirts of thy kingdoms vast, <br />Father, the humblest spot give me; <br />Set me the lowliest task thou hast; <br />Let me repentant work for thee!<br /><br />Helen Hunt Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-last-prayer/
