Too tired to pray! O Father, tired of toiling, Tired of the heavy load, the blistering way, Weary of all the monotone of moiling, Tired out -- too tired to pray. Too sad to pray! undone, my God, with trouble, The same dull heartache borne another day, My life an empty field of worthless rubble, And I -- too sad to pray. Too sinful -- yes, for any further praying, Too proud to hear, too wicked to obey, Loathing the desert path, yet ever straying, And gone too far to pray. O Christ, pray for me! Weary, sad, in silence, My impotence at Thy dear feet I lay. Jesus, my final Help, my All-reliance, Pray -- for I cannot pray! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE BETTER PART by MATTHEW ARNOLD ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT IN HARDWOOD GROVES by ROBERT FROST THE CHAMBERED NAUTILUS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES |