98. All Must Pray

Child, amidst the flowers at play,
While the red light fades away;
Mother, with thine earnest eye,
Ever following silently;

Father, by the breeze of eve
Called thy daily toil to leave;
Pray! ere yet the dark hours be,
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!

Traveller in the stranger’s land,
Far from thine own household band;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice from this world gone;

Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
Sailor, on the darkening sea,
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!

Ye that triumph, ye that sigh,
Kindred by one holy tie,
Heaven’s first star alike ye see;
Lift the heart, and bend the knee!

Text Information
First Line: Child, amidst the flowers at play
Title: All Must Pray
Author: Mrs. Hemans
Meter: 7s. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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