Dear Lord, the Great Healer, I kneel before You,
since every perfect gift must come from You.
I pray, give skill to my hands,
clear vision to my mind,
kindness and meekness to my heart.
Give me singleness of purpose,
strength to lift up a part of the burden
of my suffering fellow men,
and a true realization of the privilege that is mine.
Take from my heart all the guile and worldliness
that with the simple faith of a child,
I may rely on You.