<h2><SPAN name="page55"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>GOD’S ANSWER</h2>
<p class="poetry">Once in a time of trouble and of care<br/>
I dreamed I talked with God about my pain;<br/>
With sleepland courage, daring to complain<br/>
Of what I deemed ungracious and unfair.<br/>
‘Lord, I have grovelled on my knees in prayer<br/>
Hour after hour,’ I cried; ‘yet all in
vain;<br/>
No hand leads up to heights I would attain,<br/>
No path is shown me out of my despair.’</p>
<p class="poetry">Then answered God: ‘Three things I gave
to thee—<br/>
Clear brain, brave will, and strength of mind and
heart,<br/>
All implements divine, to shape
the way.<br/>
Why shift the burden of thy toil on Me?<br/>
Till to the utmost he has done his part<br/>
With all his might, let no man
<i>dare</i> to pray.’</p>
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