I do not live to reach the height
That many would call fame,
But pray that I may glorify
My Blessed Saviour's name;
Each day to share the love He gives,
To be a beacon bright
Upon the path where others grope
Their way in troubled night.
Oh, how I pray for vision and
A song, when deep distress
Would overcome a troubled soul
Lost in the wilderness.
I pray to love, to reach, relieve
The ones who hunger for
The Bread of Life, the Fountain Pure,
As He waits to restore.
I pray that I can be that one
My Master would call "Friend,"
Who serves his fellowman in love,
God's Kingdom to extend.
-Anna Lee Edwards McAlpin
