Lord, who am I to teach the way
To little children day by day
so prone myself to go astray?
I teach them knowledge, but I know
How faint they flicker and how low
the candles of my knowledge glow.
I teach them power to will and do,
But only now to learn anew
My own great weakness through and through.
I teach them love for all mankind
And all God's creatures, but I find
My love comes lagging far behind.
Lord if their guide I still must be,
O let the little children see
The teacher leaning hard on Thee.
Leslie Pinckney Hill