O Master
let me walk with Thee
In lowly paths of service free;
Tell me Thy secret
help me bear
The strain of toil
the fret of care.
Help me the slow of heart to move
By some clear
winning word of love;
Teach me the wayward feet to stay
And guide them in the Godward way.
Teach me Thy patience; still with Thee
In closer
dearer company
In work that keeps faith sweet and strong
In trust that triumphs over wrong.
In hope that sends a shining ray
Far down the future’s broad’ning way
In peace that only Thou canst give
With Thee
let me live.
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