O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee
Backgrounder:Washington Gladden
believed that Christians should be
involved in the world’s problems.
A journalist turned clergyman,
he crusaded against injustice.
In his various church postings,
he often preached social gospel,
trying to rouse his congregation
to the social and labour problems
that were engulfing the country.
When Gladden wrote this hymn
in 1979, he said the poem
was an honest cry of human
need and the need for divine
companionship. If our friendship
with Jesus does not lead us to
concern for our fellowmen, then
we better check to see how closely
we are walking with the Master.
Lord, we imitate U as Yr children:
Imitate God, therefore in everything
you do, because you are his dear
children. Live a life filled with love
following the example of Christ.
He loved us and offered himself
as a sacrifice for us, a pleasing
aroma to God. But fornication, and
all uncleanness or covetousness,
let it not even be named among u,
as it is fitting for saints (Eph 5:1-3).
Father God, thank you for your
lovingkindness & your great love
towards us, especially through
the gift of your son. We are called
to imitate you as your children;
and to follow example of Christ
by living a life filled with love.
Gracious Lord help us to seek
you always and above all things.
Set our hearts on fire with love
for You Lord: that in its flame we
may love you with all our heart,
with all our mind, with all our soul
and with all our strength so that
obeying you, we may glorify you,
the giver of all good gifts to us.
And Abba, let me walk with Thee!
Lord Jesus, I know that one of
the best ways I can show my love
for you is by loving other people.
Sometimes this is easy; when
I’m with people I like. But please
help me when loving is hard,
when people are just unkind,
when they don’t understand me,
and when I just don’t like them.
Teach me to love as you loved
when you were walking about
in holy land. Teach me to love
as you love everyone & always.
In Your precious name, Amen.
O Master, let me walk with Thee,
In lowly paths of service free;
Tell me Thy secret; help me bear
The strain of toil, the fret of care.
Help me the slow of heart to move
By some clear, winning word of love
Teach me the wayward feet to stay
And guide them in the homeward way.
Teach me Thy patience; still
with Thee
In closer, dearer, company,
In work that keeps faith sweet
and strong,
In trust that triumphs over wrong.
In hope that sends a shining ray
Far down the future’s broad’ning way,
In peace that only Thou canst give
With Thee, O Master, let me live.