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1 My God and Father, while I stray
Far from my home in 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 would I still reply,
Thy will be done!
4 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What I most prize,--it ne’er was mine;
I only yield Thee what is Thine;
Thy will be done!
5 Should pining sickness waste away,
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,
Thy will be done!
6 If but my fainting heart be blessed
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!
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | My God and Father, while I stray |
| Author: | Charlotte Elliott |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1884 |
| Topic: | The Christian Life |
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