Some childish wrong;
And kneeling at my knee
He prayed with tears--
"Dear God, make me a man
Like Daddy--wise and strong,
I know you can."
Then while he slept
I knelt beside his bed,
Confessed my sins,
And prayed with low-bowed head,
"Oh God, make me a child
Like my child here--
Pure, guileless,
Trusting Thee with faith sincere."
--Andrew Gillies
