The Flight of Prayer

Who knows what wonders happen when we pray,
  What forces stir, what golden blessings run
Toward us on glad feet each time we say
  In all sincerity, "Thy will be done!"
We cannot follow with our mortal sight
  The flight of prayer; we cannot hope to chart
Its secret course, but suddenly a light
  Dawns, and the weight is lifted from our heart.

For prayer has powers that we know not of
  To heal and comfort, to provide and bless.
All the resources of eternal love
  Move to sustain us in the hour of stress,
Clothing us safely round with life and power
  In even the darkest and most urgent hour.
   
by R.H.Grenville - a cutting in my scrapbook, church newsletter from the 1970's.