Scripture Verse

Ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full. John 16:24

Introduction

Words: At­trib­ut­ed to Mrs. Ha­vens, in Heart Throbs in Prose and Verse (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Chap­ple Pub­lish­ing, 1905), pag­es 187–88. This book had the fol­low­ing on its ti­tle page: Con­trib­ut­ed by 50,000 peo­ple, dear to the Amer­i­can peo­ple, and by them con­trib­ut­ed in the $10,000 prize con­test in­i­ti­at­ed by the Na­tion­al Magazine, 1904–1905, Gros­set & Dun­lap, New York.

Music: Bi­shop­garth Ar­thur S. Sul­li­van, 1874 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know Ha­vens’ full name, or where to get a good pho­to of her (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

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Arthur S. Sullivan
1842–1900

Lyrics

O praying one, who long has prayed,
And yet no answer heard,
Have ye been sometimes half afraid
God might not keep His word?
Seems prayer to fall on deafened ears?
Does Heav’n seem blind and dumb?
Is hope deferred? Believe—believe—
The answer time will come!

Ask what ye will—His word is true,
His power is all divine;
Ye cannot test His love too far;
His utmost shall be thine.
God does not mock believing prayer;
Ye shall not go unfed!
He gives no serpent for a fish,
Nor gives He stones for bread.

Thy inmost longings may be told;
The hopes that turned to shame,
The empty life, the thwarted plans;
The good that never came.
Say not, The promise is not mine,
God did not hear me pray;
I prayed—I trusted fully—but
The grave hath barred the way.

God heard Thee—He hath not forgot,
Faith shall at length prevail!
Yea—know it! Not one smallest jot
Of all His word can fail.
For if ye truly have believed,
Not vain hath been thy prayer!
As God is true, thy hope shall come—
Sometime, some way, somewhere.