Pray, always pray; when sickness wastes thy frame, Prayer brings the healing power of Jesus' name.
Pray, always pray; beneath sins heaviest load, Prayer claims the blood from Jesus' side that flowed. Pray, always pray; though weary, faint, and lone, Prayer nestles by the Father's sheltering throne.
We cannot ask in behalf of Christ what Christ would not ask Himself if He were praying.
Help me to work and pray, Help me to live each day, That all I do may say, Thy kingdom come.
Prayer is the ascending vapor which supplies The showers of blessing, and the stream that flows Through earth's dry places, till on every side "The wilderness shall blossom as the rose."
