TEACH ME TO DO THY WILL, FOR THOU ART MY GOD."

Another lesson learned, my God, with Thee !
I thank Thee for the victory won.
I did not know I'd need to learn this one,
And marveled why such exercise should be,
As o'er my task I bent most bitterly,
Examining my heart with scrutiny.

But e'er the discipline was over past,
I knew that I had deepest need to learn
This too. My Master, may I ever turn
To Thee when heaviness upon my heart is pressed
By some new sight of self I had not guessed!
I would this burden, too, upon Thee cast.

Then let me learn, though deep may be the pain.
I would not leave Thy school, my God ;-'tis well,
For through Thy discipline I'll have the more to tell
Of the surpassing grace and loveliness
Of Him who used my utter worthlessness
For His own glory and my endless gain.

Yea, let me learn; I would not pass my days
Indifferently, in carelessness and ease,
But from the world and all its folly cease-
At every step take counsel with Thy word,
And walk in sweet communion with Thee, Lord,
While to Thy blessed name be all the praise.

God's school is thorough, and the course life-long;
The object-lesson is His blessed Son;
The theme is endless when thou'st once begun;
But if thou'st ever tasted its sweet lore,
Thy thirsty soul will surely long for more,
And Christ become thy one, eternal song.