1 O holy Lord, content to fill
In lowly home the lowliest place,
Thy childhood’s law a mother’s will,
Obedience meek thy brightest grace;
2 Lead every child that bears thy Name
To walk in thine own guileless way,
To dread the touch of sin and shame,
And humbly, like thyself, obey. A-men.
3 Gather thy lambs within thine arm,
And gently in thy bosom bear;
Keep them, O Lord, from hurt and harm,
And bid them rest forever there.
4 So shall they waiting here below,
Like thee their Lord, a little span,
In wisdom and in stature grow,
And favor with both God and man.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #4980||O Holy Lord, Content to Fill||O holy Lord, content to fill||ABENDS||William W. How||LM||Recast in <cite>Church Hymns</cite>, by the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge, 1871|