My Lord, I Do Not Ask to Stand

 

VERSE 1

My Lord, I do not ask to stand

As king or prince of high degree;

I only pray that hand in hand

A child and I may come to Thee.

 

VERSE 2

To teach a tender voice to pray,

Two childish eyes Thy face to see—

Two feet to guide in Thy straight way;

This fervently I ask of Thee.

 

VERSE 3

O grant Thy patience to impart

Thy holy law, Thy words of truth;

Give, Lord, Thy grace, that my whole heart

May overflow with love for youth.

 

VERSE 4

As step by step we tread the way,

Trusting, and confident, and free

A child and I shall, day by day,

Find sweet companionship with Thee.

 

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