O Master, Let Me Walk with Thee- 602
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 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 though canst give,
with the, O Master, let me live.
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