1.O Master, let me walk with theeIn lowly paths of service free;Tell me thy secret, help me bearThe strain of toil, the fret o care.2.Help me the slow of heart to moveBy some clear winning word of love;Teach me the wayward feet to stay,And guide them in the homeward way.3.Teach me thy patience; still with theeIn closer, dearer company,In work that keeps faith sweet and strong,In trust that triumphs over wrong;4.In hope that sends a shining rayFar down the future's broad'ning way;In peace that wealth can never give,With thee, O Master, let me live.