'Tis hard to take what thou dost mete
Of hourly joy or sorrow,
To learn, each day must be complete
Before there dawns a morrow.
Of hourly joy or sorrow,
To learn, each day must be complete
Before there dawns a morrow.
Yet, though thy child is ever frail
Thou wilt not suffer me to fail;
If, through long years my journey lie,
To thee for daily strength I'll cry,
So shall ! learn to grasp the hand
In tender love outstretched to me,
And what I may not understand,
In perfect trust to leave with thee.
Thou wilt not suffer me to fail;
If, through long years my journey lie,
To thee for daily strength I'll cry,
So shall ! learn to grasp the hand
In tender love outstretched to me,
And what I may not understand,
In perfect trust to leave with thee.
THE LORD'S PRAYER
Oh, teach me from my heart to say,
At dawn, at close of each new day,
Those words with wealth of meaning fraught,
That thou to thy disciples taught:
Thy prayer make mine,
Saviour divine.
At dawn, at close of each new day,
Those words with wealth of meaning fraught,
That thou to thy disciples taught:
Thy prayer make mine,
Saviour divine.
Yet, if these lips those words should say
While thoughts have wandered far away,
Forgive, O Christ, the flesh is weak
E'en while thy glory I would seek,
And take as thine
This prayer of mine.
While thoughts have wandered far away,
Forgive, O Christ, the flesh is weak
E'en while thy glory I would seek,
And take as thine
This prayer of mine.
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