O Thou whose feet have climbed life's hill,
And trod the path of youth,
Our Savior and our Brother still,
Now lead us into truth.
The call is thine: be thou the Way,
And give us men, to guide;
Let wisdom broaden with the day,
Let human faith abide.
Who learn of thee, the truth shall find;
Who follow, gain the goal:
With reverence crown the earnest mind,
And speak within the soul.
Awake the purpose high which strives,
And, falling, stands again;
Confirm the will of eager lives
To quit themselves like men:
Thy life the bond of fellowship,
Thy love the law that rules;
Thy Name, proclaimed by every lip,
The Master of our schools.
|First Line:||O Thou whose feet have climbed life's hill|
|Author:||Louis FitzGerald Benson (1894)|