New Zealand Verse/A Little Prayer
CLXV.
A Little Prayer.
My days are Thine, O Lord, assign
To me a sphere of labour,
That I to Thee may faithful be
And mindful of my neighbour.
To me a sphere of labour,
That I to Thee may faithful be
And mindful of my neighbour.
My sins forgive, and let me live
A life more pure and holy,
And if success my efforts bless,
O! Lord, then keep me lowly.
A life more pure and holy,
And if success my efforts bless,
O! Lord, then keep me lowly.
Dower me with strength to tread the length
Of life’s dim highway yonder,
More faith and grace to see Thy face
Whene’er inclined to wander.
Of life’s dim highway yonder,
More faith and grace to see Thy face
Whene’er inclined to wander.
Give me a friend with whom to spend
Life’s golden hours in gladness,
A comrade, who remaineth true,
Alike in joy or sadness.
Life’s golden hours in gladness,
A comrade, who remaineth true,
Alike in joy or sadness.
A little bread, a roof, a bed,
And each new morn a blessing,
Is all I ask from week to week—
These wants I come confessing. Amen.
And each new morn a blessing,
Is all I ask from week to week—
These wants I come confessing. Amen.
W. Francis Chambers