I prayed for riches, and achieved success; 
 All that I touched turned into gold. Alas! 
My cares were greater and my peace was less, 
 When that wish came to pass.

I prayed for glory, and I heard my name
 Sung by sweet children and by hoary men.
But ah! the hurts ? the hurts that come with fame.
 I was not happy then.

I prayed for Love, and had my heart?s desire.
 Through quivering heart and body, and through brain, 
There swept the flame of its devouring fire, 
 And but the scars remain.

I prayed for a contented mind. At length
 Great light upon my darkened spirit burst.
Great peace fell on me also, and great strength ?
 Oh, had that prayer been first!