I got up one morning
And rushed right into the day
I had so much to accomplish
That I didn't have time to pray
Problems just tumbled about me
And heavier came each task
"Why doesn't God help me," I wondered
He answered, "you didn't ask"
I wanted to see joy and beauty
But the day toiled on Grey and bleak
I wondered, "Why didn't God show me"
He said, "but you didn't seek."
I tried to come unto God's presence
I used all my keys at the lock
God gently and lovingly chided
"My child, you didn't knock"
I woke up early this morning
And paused before entering the day
I had so much to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray.
Anon
