A. L. Waring

8.6.8.6.8.6.

FATHER, I know that all my life

Is portioned out for me,

The changes that will surely come

I do not fear to see;

I ask Thee for a present mind,

Intent on pleasing Thee.

2

I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,

Through constant watching wise,

To meet the glad with joyful smiles,

And wipe the weeping eyes;

A heart at leisure from itself,

To soothe and sympathize.

3

I would not have the restless will

That hurries to and fro.

That seeks for some great thing to do,

Or secret thing to know;

I would be treated as a child,

And guided where I go.

4

Wherever in the world I am,

In whatsoe’er estate,

I have a fellowship with hearts

To keep and cultivate;

A work of lowly love to do

For Him on whom I wait.

5

I ask Thee for the daily strength,

To none that ask denied;

A mind to blend with outward life,

While keeping at Thy side;

Content to fill a little space,

If Thou be glorified.

6

In service which Thy love appoints

There are no bonds for me;

My secret heart is taught the truth

That makes Thy children free:

A life of self-renouncing love

Is one of liberty.