JT-32-A PRAYER IN TROUBLE.

A PRAYER IN TROUBLE.

I long to rise and sear away,
And leave distress behind;
O would those clouds that make me stray
Forsake this troubled mind.

O would the sun once more arise,
And shine forever bright,
That I might wipe my weeping eyes,
And bid farewell to-night.

Too long, alas! I’ve been oppressed,
With sorrow, grief and sin,
And none but Christ can make me blest,
Or give me peace within.

’Tis for his sake I’d leave all things,
Upon this earthly sphere,
O, had I but celestial wings,
I’d soon with him appear.