And our eternal home!”
The last hymn on that eventful day was one which came from Dr. Washington Gladden, a man who exercised a large influence in our national religious life. The desires and hopes of all were thus deeply expressed as they sang:
“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.
. . . . . . . . .
In hope that sends a shining ray
Far down the future’s broadening way;
In peace that only Thou canst give,