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SOLOMON'S REQUEST.
“Ask what thou wilt and I will give it thee.”“Lord, give me wisdom!” was the rare reply,
Rising more grateful to the silent sky
Than smoke of thousand holocausts could be.
Then fell a voice—“Since thou hast asked of me
The crown and queen of blessings, wisdom high,
Not riches, or long life, or victory,
Wisdom is thine; and thou shalt also see
Life, riches, honour following in her train.”
So still the greater comprehends the less:
Celestial wisdom is earth's truest gain:
Wisdom is grace; Lord, let thy grace be given,
And happiness my mortal days shall bless,
And light my footsteps to the gates of heaven.
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