A PRAYER...THE OPEN SPACES

Dear Lord, I love the wild and open places
creations of your hand in old and new . . .
Let me but live where there are mighty traces
of stately trees, and rocks, and skies of blue!

Give me a heart as open as the plains
a mind that reaches high as mountain peaks . . .
a soul that soars above the winds and rains
where only God through radiance speaks!

Give me of kindness, love, a goodly measure
of sympathy, that flows like rivers deep . . .
devotion, reverence, and your pleasure
let me the precepts of your wisdom keep!

Let me be as crystal snow-flakes falling
that blanket earth with dazzling whiteness and pride . . .
then guide me when I hear your loving voice calling
to span the stretches of the Great Divide!