AMPHORA 
 
IX 
 
 
FT when our prayers and praises fail 
 On wings unfledged to reach the 
Throne, 
Thou takest them beneath the veil 
And makest them Thine own. 
 
Of all our callow vows and cold, 
Born hardly to much bitterness, 
Thy mercy takes effectual hold 
And granteth them success. 
 
Not by our passion or our will 
The eager suppliant is heard, 
But by the white ecstatic thrill 
Of Thy serener word. 
 
Accept our prayer, accept our praise, 
O Thou all praise and prayer above ! 
O fix our weak and wavering will 
On Thee, the Queen of Love ! 
Amen. 
 
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