Prayers

PRAYERS

Strong men send up their prayers to God
Who dwells afar, alone,
Whose eyes in anger flash with fire,
Who speaks in thunderous tone,
Who raised the humble from the dust
And brought the mighty low;--
My happy prayer goes up to Him
Who makes the violets grow.


Mary Pavey was born in 1905. She taught elementary school, married a farmer, raised twelve children, and wrote poetry. Mary's unpublished work has been read and loved by her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren for over 60 years. We dearly love Mary’s vibrant and generous heart, and her spirit is fully alive in her poems. We hope that by sharing her poetry with the world, her kindness and warmth will touch those who need it.