"PRAY, LADS, PRAY"

Do you say it isn't manly
For a lad to kneel and pray?
There is no more manly action
In the wide world of today;
For the best of men-the Lord of all-
Found a strength indeed in prayer,
And we who would be like to Him
Must seek and find strength there.

There's a joy surpassing knowledge
Comes to every lad of prayer -
He is strong 'gainst all temptation
And is happy everywhere,
For he knows his ways is guided
By the God to whom he prays,
And God's favor lends a brightness
Which makes gladsome all his days.

It will draw an aid from heaven
That will help you bear each load,
Till life's burden is unloaded
At the very feet of God.
Pray, my lads, you'll ne'er regret it,
For when ends "Life's little day,"
It will prove a source of solace
When a boy you learnt to pray.
- B. M'Call Barbour
(Another poem in mom's scrapbook)