When for a purpose
I had prayed and prayed and prayed
Until my words seemed worn and bare
With arduous use,
And I had knocked and asked and
knocked and asked again,
And all my fervor and persistence
brought no hope,
I paused to give my weary brain a rest
And ceased my anxious human cry.
in that still moment,
After self had tried and failed,
There came a glorious vision of
God's power,
And, lo, my prayer was answered in
that hour.
~ Lowell Fillmore