Lord
lead the way the Savior went
By lane and cell obscure;
And let love’s treasures still be spent
Like His
upon the poor.
Like Him
through scenes of deep distress
Who bore the world’s sad weight
We
in their crowded loneliness
Would seek the desolate.
For Thou hast placed us side by side
In this wide world of ill;
And
that Thy followers may be tried
The poor are with us still.
Mean are all offerings we can make;
Yet Thou hast taught us
If given for the Savior’s sake
They lose not their reward.
Explore random hymns and find new inspiration