1 Whate’er my Father does is right,
His will is ever just;
Howe’er He orders now my cause
I will be still and trust
He is my God,
Tho’ dark the road,
He holds me that I shall not fall,
Wherefore to Him I leave it all,
Wherefore to Him I leave it all.

2 Whate’er my Father does is right,
He never will deceive;
He leads me by the proper path,
And so to Him I cleave,
And take content
What he hath sent;
His hand can turn my grief away,
And patiently I wait His day,
And patiently I wait His day.

3 Whate’er my Father does is right,
Tho’ I the cup must drink,
That bitter seems to my faint heart,
I will not fear nor shrink;
Tears pass away
With dawn of day,
Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart,
And pain and sorrow all depart,
And pain and sorrow all depart.

4 Whate’er my Father does is right,
My light, my life is He,
Who cannot will me ought but good,
I trust Him utterly;
For well I know
In joy or woe,
We soon shall see as sunlight clear,
How faithful was our Guardian here,
How faithful was our Guardian here.