418. My God, My Father, While I Stray

1 My God and Father, while I stray
Far from my home in life's rough way,
Oh, 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 Tho' 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."


Text Information
First Line: My God, my Father, while I stray
Title: My God, My Father, While I Stray
Author: Charlotte Elliott (1834-1839)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1941
Topic: Sanctification (The Christian Life): New Obedience
Tune Information
Composer: Johann D. Meyer (1692)
Key: D Major

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