Verse 1

O Teacher Master of the skill That compassed truth and roused the will; A portion of thine art, I pray, Be mine who dare to show thy way.

Verse 2

Make me a channel of thy grace, Make me a mirror of thy face, That, tho I teach with book and chart, Thro' me God's love may warm each heart.

Verse 3

Grant me expectant faith, O Lord; Grant patient lis-t'ing, humble word; Help me to learn from eager youth Thy message of eternal truth

Verse 4

Teach me to strike those chords divine That vibrate human hearts to thine; To wake a talent mute too long And gain for all the world a song!