Oh, give Thine own sweet rest to me

If washed in Jesus' blood, Then bear His likeness too, And as you onward press Ask, "What would Jesus do?"

Teach us, Master, how to give All we have and are to Thee; Grant us, Saviour, while we live, Wholly, only Thine to be.

What He tells thee in the darkness, Weary watcher for the day, Grateful lip and heart should utter When the shadows flee away.

....We write our lives indeed, But in a cipher none can read, Except the author

Oh to be my verse an answering gleam from higher radiance caught

Only, stay by his side Till the page is really known, It may be we failed because we tried To learn it all alone, And now that He would not let us lose One lesson of love