. May the Showers of Thy Love Flood Through the Walls of Color, Class and Race-Prejudice

The kingdom of my mind lies clogged with the dirt of delusion. Pour the showers of Thy power into my city of spiritual carelessness. Send Thy streams of mercy to inundate the cruelty of ignorance within myself. Let the downpour of Thy love wash away the embankments of race, color and class prejudice. Bathe the untidy children of my thoughts with the waters of Thy wisdom.

Strew and cover the dark path of life with carpets of Thy love’s roses. Inhaling Thy fragrance, treading on the cushion of blossoms, I will hasten my footsteps to Thy palace of roses.


66. Burn Thou My Frailties in the Furnace of Trials