Text: | Thy Will be Done |
1 Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
O'er the spoils that death has won,
We would, at this solemn meeting,
Calmly say, Thy will be done.
2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken,
Though afflicted, not alone;
Thou didst give, and thou hast taken;
Blessed Lord, Thy will be done.
3 By thy hands the boon was given;
Thou hast taken but Thine own;
Lord of earth, and God of heaven,
Evermore, Thy will be done.
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First Line: | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding |
Title: | Thy Will be Done |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |