EVERY lily in the meadow

Waits in patience for the rain;

Every daisy in the shadow

Waits till sunshine comes again;

Every birdie in its home-nest

Waits for food, nor waits in vain.

Dearest Saviour, it is written,

"Be ye patient," in thy word;

Make me patient as the lily

Or the daisy or the bird.

Give me, Lord, thy tranquil spirit,

Never by a passion stirred.