Lord, I would unswerving pray,
While glad sunshine gilds my way,
Or, when fiercest is the fight,
And my day is changed to night;
Victory still, O Saviour mine,
I would win by strength divine.
While glad sunshine gilds my way,
Or, when fiercest is the fight,
And my day is changed to night;
Victory still, O Saviour mine,
I would win by strength divine.
Thou who knowst the inmost heart
Best of blessings wilt impart;
Lord, unfailing as thy care,
Never ceasing be my prayer,
'Mid those joys beyond all ken
Echoed be the last "Amen."
Best of blessings wilt impart;
Lord, unfailing as thy care,
Never ceasing be my prayer,
'Mid those joys beyond all ken
Echoed be the last "Amen."
AT CLOSE OF DAY
(Suggested by words of Charles Kingsley)
To any lone or sorrowing soul,
Have I, of sunshine, brought a ray?
Or have I been on self intent?
I ask this, Lord, at close of day.
Have I, of sunshine, brought a ray?
Or have I been on self intent?
I ask this, Lord, at close of day.
Have I, by deed or precept, brought
To questioning soul some clearer ray?
Or, have I labored, self-absorbed?
This, Lord, I ask, at close of day.
To questioning soul some clearer ray?
Or, have I labored, self-absorbed?
This, Lord, I ask, at close of day.
The world before has my light shone
With steady, clear, and helpful ray?
If in thy footsteps I have trod,
How sweet my rest at close of day!
With steady, clear, and helpful ray?
If in thy footsteps I have trod,
How sweet my rest at close of day!
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