PRESSURE by C W (Bill) Foord   What is this life, if full of care, We can't find time to say a prayer.  No time, it seems, no time to share With God; - alas - no time to spare.   No time to come with bended knee And spend time, Lord, to talk with Thee.   No time to leave the daily task And for God's love and guidance ask.   No time, at play, to quickly pray For calm when ugly tempers fray.   No time to pray for other folk, The sick, the lonely and the broke.   A sad life this if folk don't care And can not find the time for prayer.   Published with permission and with apologies to 'W H Davies'.

A PRAYER FOR TODAY   Here is a prayer quoted by Fr Gordon Albion in one of his broadcasts.  'I don't know who wrote it,' he said, 'but it was a favourite of my mother's and I found it in her handbag when she died.' Lord give me strength to meet this day's demands, Grant me a steadfast heart and helpful hands. Direct my wayward feet and keep me clean, Let thy love be a staff on which to lean.   Once more I start upon my daily task, Guide and sustain me, Lord, I humbly ask, Bridle my tongue, in mercy make me strong, Purge my heart of everything that's wrong.   I know that pitfalls lie within my way, Let me not stumble in them, Lord, I pray. Teach me to know the joys of sacrifice, That honour is a jewel above price.   And let me love my fellow men, I pray, As I go forth among them on this day, May I forgive again and yet again, For their misdeeds are also mine.   Amen.