Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #386 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Lyrics: 1 My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, on life’s rough way,
O teach me from my heart to say,
Thy will be done!
2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot,
Let me be still and murmur not,
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,
Thy will be done!
3 What though in lonely grief I sigh
For friends beloved, no longer nigh;
Submissive still would I reply,
Thy will be done!
4 Though Thou hast called me to resign
What most I prized, it ne’er was mine;
I have but yielded what was Thine:
Thy will be done!
5 Should grief or sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,
Thy will be done!
6 Let but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God, to Thee I leave the rest:
Thy will be done!
7 Renew my will from day to day;
Blend it with Thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,
Thy will be done!
8 Then, when on earth I breathe no more,
The prayer oft mixed with tears before,
I’ll sing upon a happier shore,
Thy will be done! Topics: Sanctification Languages: English
My God, my Father, while I stray