1 O Lord, my best desire fulfil,
And help me to resign
Life, health, and comfort to Thy will,
And make Thy pleasure mine.
2 Why should I shrink at Thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears?
3 No, let me rather freely yield
What most I prize to Thee,
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.
4 Thy favor, all my journey through
Thou art engaged to grant:
What else I want, or think I do,
'Tis better still to want.
|First Line:||O Lord, my best desire fulfil|
|Topic:||Care; Christians: their life and experience; Fruits of the Spirit: patience and resignation(4 more...)|