167. My God and Father, while I Stray

1 My God and 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 Tho' 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 tho' in lonely grief I sigh
For friends beloved, no longer nigh,
Submissive still would I reply,
"Thy will be done!"

4 If Thou hast called me to resign
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what is Thine:
"Thy will be done!"

5 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!"

6 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!"

7 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!"

Text Information
First Line: My God and Father, while I stray
Title: My God and Father, while I Stray
Author: Charlotte Elliott (1834)
Publication Date: 1918
Topic: The Christian Life: Following Christ; Prayer
Tune Information
Composer: Emanuel Schmauk (1893)
Key: E♭ Major

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