There Is Always Time For Prayer

by Edith H. Kinney

Should the new dawn breaking a burden bring,
That your soul deems hard to bear,
Seek a boon of grace for a little space;
There is always time for prayer.

With a lift of heart let the day begin,
And a moment respite spare,
Ere you press along with the toiling throng;
There is always time for prayer.

When your weary feet falter on the path,
Tho' to pause you do not dare,
Would you find the stress of the noon grow less?
There is always time for prayer.

When the late night dies with the setting sun,
Would you taste a balm for care?
With a lift of heart let the day depart;
There is always time for prayer.

Chorus

There is always time in the morning's prime,
And the golden noontide fair;
There is always time 'neath the even chime,
There is always time for prayer.