We have no words with which to tell

1 We have no words with which to tell
The truths that others teach;
And scarcely one would hearken well
Unto our childish speech.
Yet day by day, if we should try
To do the things we know,
The wisest that would pass us by,
Might wiser, holier grow.

2 Our Saviour, Christ, a lesson taught
From lilies in the grass;
From little birds, that quick as thought
Among the branches pass.
And day by day, if we should try
To do the things we know,
The wisest that would pass us by,
Might wiser, holier grow.

3 A wise man, and a holy one,
God's blessed word should preach;
But if by us his will be done,
Some truth may children teach.
And day by day, if we should try
To do the things we know,
The wisest that would pass us by,
Might wiser, holier grow.

4 If, when our neighbor does us wrong,
An answer kind we make;
And bear it patiently and long,
A lesson he may take.
And day by day, if we should try
To do the things we know,
The wisest that would pass us by,
Might wiser, holier grow.

5 And sinner thus from sinner learns
Something that God has taught;
And, by a lamp that feebly burns,
To holier light is brought.
And day by day, if we should try
To do the things we know,
The wisest that would pass us by,
Might wiser, holier grow.


Source: Linden Harp: a rare collection of popular melodies adapted to sacred and moral songs, original and selected. Illustrated. Also a manual of... #79b