O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee

1O 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.

2Help 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.

3Teach me Thy patience; still with Thee In closer, dearer company,
In work that keeps faith sweet and strong,
In trust that triumphs over wrong;

4In 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.