|Lilias Trotter, The Miracle of Cana (13 February 1910)|
The prayer of a lump of clay.
But thou art making me, I thank thee, sire.
What thou hast done and doest thou know'st well,
And I will help thee: gently in thy fire
I will lie burning; on thy potter's wheel
I will whirl patient, though my brain should reel;
Thy grace shall be enough the grief to quell,
And growing strength perfect through weakness dire.
George MacDonald, The Diary of an Old Soul (1880).