Let me do my work each day;
and if darkened hours of despair overcome me;
May I not forget the strength that comforted me.,
in the desolation of other times.
May I still remember the bright hours
that found me walking over
the silent hills of my childhood;
or dreaming of the margins of a quiet river;
when light glowed within me;
and I promised my early God
to have courage amid the tempests and changing years.
Spare from me bitterness and sharp passions
of unguarded moments.
May I not forget that
poverty and riches are of the spirit.
Though the world knows me not,
May my thoughts and actions be such
as shall keep me friendly with myself.
Lift up my eyes from the earth,
and let me not forget the uses of the stars.
Forbid that I should judge others lest I condemn myself.
Let me not follow the clamor of the earth,
but walk calmly in my path.
Give me a few friends,
who will love me for what I am;
and keep ever burning before my vagrant steps
the kindly light of hope.
And though age and affinity overtake me,
and I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams,
teach me still to be thankful for life,
and times’ old memories that are good and sweet;
and may the evening twilight,
find me gentle still.
[Composed by Max Ehrmann, adopted by Lewis Wafula]