Teach Me
Teach me the truth, Lord, though it put to flight My cherished dreams and fondest fancy's play; Give me to know the darkness from the light, The night from day.
Teach me the truth, Lord, though my heart may
break
In casting out the falsehood for the true;
Help me to take my shattered life and make
Its actions new.
Teach me the truth, Lord, though my feet may
fear
The rocky path that opens out for me:
Rough it may be, but let the way be clear
That leads to Thee.
Teach me the truth, Lord, when false creeds
decay,
When man-made dogmas vanish with the night,
Then, Lord, on Thee my darkened soul shall
stay, Thou living light.
Frances Lockwood Green