O Master, Let Me Walk with You

O Master, let me walk with you

In lowly paths of service true;

Tell me your 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 your patience; share with me

A 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 you can give;

With you, O Master, let me live.

Text: Washington Gladden, 1836-1918

Tune: H. Percy Smith, 1825-1898