Monday morning prayer

This poem was in our hymnal next to one of the hymns we sang on Sunday. It spoke to my heart and became my prayer. . .Lord, may my children see me leaning hard on You. . .

The Teacher

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