My Prayer
And shall I pray Thee
change Thy will my Father,
Until it be according unto mine?
But no, Lord, no, that shall never be, rather
I pray Thee blend my human will with Thine.
I pray Thee hush the hurrying eager longing
I pray Thee soothe the pangs of keen desire.
See in my quiet places wishes thronging,
Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.
And work in me to will and do Thy pleasure.
Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled,
Tarry content my Wellbeloved's leisure,
At last, at last, even as a weaned child.
BY
Amy Carmichael
Missionary to India who
suffered much -- and bore much eternal fruit.
Back in the 1920s, Amy
rescued hundreds of orphaned children -- especially little girls that would
be dedicated to Hindu gods for use in sexual temple rituals. By God's
wonderful grace, some had miraculously escaped from such pagan slavery and
were led to the Irish "mother" who lovingly cared for each child God sent
her.
In 1931 she prayed,
“God, please do with me whatever you want. Do anything that will help me to
serve you better.”
That same day, she fell, suffering fractures that would cripple her for the
rest of her life.
Not one to be discouraged or bitter when faced with pain or persecution, Amy
now had the opportunity to demonstrate God's faithfulness before a much
larger "host" of witnesses. While her growing children had continual freedom
to enter her bedroom and share their hearts with their beloved "mother," she
now had the quiet times that allowed her to write books, poems, and letters
that were translated and shared around the world. "Great is Thy
faithfulness," O Lord!
"Therefore we also,
since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay
aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let
us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking
unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the
joy that was set before Him endured the cross..." Hebrews 12:1-2
Other poems by Amy
Carmichael
No
Scar?
Lord, give me love like
this
Flame Of God
The CROSS is the Attraction
For
Our Children
Learning to Live “At Home”