Gifts
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Not more of light I ask, O God,
But eyes to see what is;
Not sweeter songs,
But ears to hear these melodies;
Not more of strength,
But how to use the power that I possess;
Not more of love,
But skill to turn a frown into a caress;
Not more of joy,
But how to feel its kindly presence near;
To give to others all I have,
Of courage and of cheer.
No other gifts, dear God, I ask,
But only sense to see;
How best to use these precious gifts;
Thou hast bestowed on me.
(Author Unknown)
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