<h2><SPAN name="page100"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE GREATER LOVE</h2>
<p class="poetry">Hear thou my prayer, great God of opulence;<br/>
Give me no blessings, save as recompense<br/>
For blessings which I lovingly bestow<br/>
On needy stranger or on suffering foe.<br/>
If Wealth, by chance, should on my path appear,<br/>
Let Wisdom and Benevolence stand near,<br/>
And Charity within my portal wait,<br/>
To guard me from acquaintance intimate.</p>
<p class="poetry">Yet in this intricate great art of living<br/>
Guide me away from misdirected giving,<br/>
And show me how to spur the laggard soul<br/>
To strive alone once more to gain the goal.</p>
<p class="poetry">Repay my worldly efforts to attain<br/>
Only as I develop heart and brain;<br/>
Nor brand me with the ‘Dollar Sign’ above<br/>
A bosom void of sympathy and love.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page101"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
101</span>If on the carrying winds my name be blown<br/>
To any land or time beyond my own,<br/>
Let it not be as one who gained the day<br/>
By crowding others from the chosen way;<br/>
Rather as one who missed the highest place<br/>
Pausing to cheer spent runners in the race.<br/>
To do—to have—is lesser than to BE:<br/>
The greater boon I ask, dear God, from Thee.</p>
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