Dear Lord, thou Great Physician,
I kneel before thee,
Since every good and perfect gift
Must come from thee, I pray.
Give skill to my hands, clear vision to my mind,
Kindness and sympathy to my heart.
Give singleness of purpose, strength to lift
At least a part of the burden
Of my suffering fellow-men
And a true realisation
Of the privilege, that is mine.
Take from my heart all guile and worldliness,
That with the simple faith of a child,
I may rely on thee.
