SAYING MY PRAYERS.
I OFTEN say my prayers,
But do I ever pray?
And do the wishes of my heart
Go with the words I say?
I may as well kneel down
And worship gods of stone,
As offer to the living God
A prayer of words alone.
For words without the heart
The Lord will never hear;
Nor will he to those lips attend
Whose prayers are not sincere.
Lord, teach me what I want,
And teach me how to pray;
Nor let me ask thee for thy grace
Not feeling what I say.