William Croswell, 1831
Lord, lead the way the Savior went,|
By lane and cell obscure,
And let love's treasure still be spent,
Like His, upon the poor.
2. Like Him, through scenes of deep distress,
3. For Thou hast placed us side by side|
In this wide world of ill;
And that Thy followers may be tried,
The poor are with us still.
4. Mean are all offerings we can make;
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