The Treasury Of Sacred Song

Teach me, my GOD and King,

In all things Thee to see,

And what I do in anything,

To do it as for Thee.

All may of Thee partake:

Nothing can be so mean

Which with his tincture [70] , For Thy sake,

Will not grow bright and clean.

A servant with this clause

Makes drudgery divine;

Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws,

Makes that and the action fine.

This is the famous stone

That turneth all to gold;

For that which GOD doth touch and own

Cannot for less be told [71] .