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