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Verse 1

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.

Verse 2

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.

Verse 3

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;

Verse 4

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.

Verse 1

How shall I follow Him I serve?
How shall I copy Him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve,
Which lead me to His seat above?

Verse 2

Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,
The life of toil, the mean abode,
The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,—
Are these the consecrated road?

Verse 3

’Twas thus He suffered, though a Son,
Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all,
Until the perfect work was done,
And drunk the bitter cup of gall.

Verse 4

Lord, should my path through suffering lie,
Forbid it I should e’er repine;
Still let me turn to Calvary,
Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine.

Verse 5

O let me think how Thou didst leave
Untasted every pure delight,
To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,
The toilsome day, the homeless night:—

Verse 6

To faint, to grieve, to die for me!
Thou camest, not Thyself to please;
And, dear as earthly comforts be,
Shall I not love Thee more than these?

Verse 7

Yes, I would count them all but loss,
To gain the notice of Thine eye:
Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross,
But Thou canst give the victory.

Verse 1

Wait, my soul, upon the Lord,
To His gracious promise flee,
Laying hold upon His word,
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 2

If the sorrows of thy case
Seem peculiar still to thee,
God has promised needful grace:
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 3

Days of trial, days of grief,
In succession thou mayst see,
This is still thy sweet relief:
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 4

Rock of Ages, I’m secure,
With Thy promise, full and free,
Faithful, positive, and sure,
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 1

O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen,
Since on Thine arm Thou bidd’st me lean,
Help me, throughout life’s varying scene,
By faith to cling to Thee.

Verse 2

Blest with this fellowship Divine,
Take what Thou wilt, I’ll ne’er repine;
E’en as the branches to the vine,
My soul would cling to Thee.

Verse 3

Far from her home, fatigued, oppressed,
Here she has found her place of rest,
An exile still, yet not unblest,
While she can cling to Thee.

Verse 4

What though the world deceitful prove,
And earthly friends and joys remove,
With patient, uncomplaining love
Still would I cling to Thee.

Verse 5

Though faith and hope may long be tried,
I ask not, need not aught beside;
How safe, how calm, how satisfied,
The souls that cling to Thee!

Verse 6

Blest is my lot, whate’er befall;
What can disturb me, who appal,
While as my Strength, my Rock, my All,
Saviour, I cling to Thee?

Verse 1

Wait, my soul, upon the Lord,
To His gracious promise flee,
Laying hold upon His word,
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 2

If the sorrows of thy case
Seem peculiar still to thee,
God has promised needful grace:
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 3

Days of trial, days of grief,
In succession thou mayst see,
This is still thy sweet relief:
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”

Verse 4

Rock of Ages, I’m secure,
With Thy promise, full and free,
Faithful, positive, and sure,
“As thy days thy strength shall be.”