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LINES (2) by ABRAM JOSEPH RYAN

First Line: SOMETIMES, FROM THE FAR-AWAY
Last Line: OF ONE PRAYER THAT THRILLS ALL DAYS.
Sometimes, from the far-away,
Wing a little thought to me;
In the night or in the day,
It will give a rest to me.

I have praise of many here,
And the world gives me renown;
Let it go -- give me one tear,
'Twill be a jewel in my crown.

What care I for earthly fame?
How I shrink from all its glare!
I would rather that my name
Would be shrined in some one's prayer.

Many hearts are all too much,
Or too little in their praise;
I would rather feel the touch
Of one prayer that thrills all days.





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