If we should get the things for which we've prayed,
The things we thought we could not live without,
And had to keep all promises we've made,
Believing we'd make good, without a doubt,
A world of trouble we'd be in today;
We'd have our life and liberty at stake;
If we'd get all the things for which we pray,
And fulfill every promise that we make.
We pray, each day, for things which we deem best;
The things we feel would bring us perfect bliss;
And tomorrow, would earnestly request
Some blessing, just the opposite to this.
We promise everything within our power.
We make new pledges, almost every day;
If we'd make good, we'd scarcely find an hour
In which to make new pledges, or to pray.
