One little prayer ascending
From a man bowed low in prayer
Can pierce the highest heavens
And bring down blessings rare.
Where two or three are gathered
(We have it on God's word)
There God is in the midst of them,
Their prayer is surely heard.
Then let us pray together
The greatest prayer, God's own -
Father, who art in heaven,
We cry in suppliant tone.
Forgive us all our trespasses,
Thy holy will be done,
They name we'll spread in every clime
Till all the fold is one.
Give us this day our daily bread,
Temptations keep at bay -
And strength will come with unity,
When all together pray.
~ Rev. Thomas Foy
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