Washington Gladden Hide Poems
- 1. The Pastor's Reverie.
The pastor sits in his easy-chair,
With the Bible upon his knee.
From gold to purple the clouds in the west
Are changing momently;
- 2. O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee.
O Master, let me walk with thee
In lowly paths of service free;
Tell me thy secret; help me bear
The strain of toil, the fret of care;