Gently, Oh Lord, I awaken to Thy wisdom,
Reaching each day with a certain joy.
Sorrow hath been mine- -but a gentle sorrow;
And tomorrow seems like a cup, inviting,
From which I'd sip a sweet and luscious wine.

Gently, Oh Lord, I live each day;
Simplicity, Tranquillity, and Peace are enviable,
What are mountains of learning
To the Valley of Wisdom?
What are mountains of hope
To a step of Faith?

See, Lord, I am learning.