64. My God, my Father, while I stray

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 If thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prized,--it ne’er was mine;
I only yield Thee what is 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 good 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!

Text Information
First Line: My God, my Father, while I stray
Meter: 8, 8, 8, 4.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1898
Topic: Resignation
Notes: Charlotte Elliott, 1834.
Tune Information
Name: ST. GABRIEL
Composer: F. A. G. Ouseley (1868)
Meter: 8, 8, 8, 4.
Key: E♭ Major



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