O Master, when Thou callest, No voice may say Thee nay, For blest are they that follow Where Thou dost lead the way; In freshest prime of morning, Or fullest glow of noon, The note of heavenly warning Can never come too soon. O Master, when Thou callest, No heart may dare refuse; 'Tis honor, highest honor, When Thou dost deign to use; Our brightest and our fairest, Our dearest?all are thine; Thou Who for each one carest, We hail Thy love's design.