IF he tarry till I come,
What is that to thee?
('Tis the Master who reproves)
Follow thou me!
If his stumbling steps seem slow,
What is that to thee?
I am guiding him—and thee;
Follow thou me!
Is thine own step steady, sure?
Thine eye clear to see?
Hast thou thyself left all for me?
Follow thou me!
His slow and stumbling steps may be
Steadier than thine own;
Who art thou that thou shouldst judge?
That work is mine alone.
Would'st thou haste Truth to unfold?
Live it, lovingly;
Let thy brother see thy steps
Following me.
