Catholic
O Gentle Woman, joy and power Who walks with me each waiting hour Let me stay close, to Thee each day Thy words always, not mine to say Walk me through Thy garden green Unto Heaven yet unseen With Roses of your Son's dear life With every one, be by my side In the dark when twilight comes And on the path I cannot turn Guide my eyes to Hands and Feet Which sit by His Father's Mercy Seat When my mind sees black and grey Raise my thoughts for brighter days To see the Joy each moment holds And Thy Son's promise foretold