O
Master, Let Me Walk With Thee
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 homeward
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 broadening
way,
in peace that only thou canst
give,
with thee, O Master, let me
live.
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