1 Dear Lord, I cannot see
Where Thou art leading me!
I cannot tell if thorns or roses strew the way,
My future is conceal’d!
Thou hast not yet reveal’d
Thy will in me, nor do I for the knowledge pray.
Thy will be done in me, Lord!
My all I yield to Thee, Lord!
In life, in death, be Thou my Guide,
And I shall be satisfied!
2 What streams I have to cross,
Of sorrow, pain or loss,
Are not for me to fear—I shall not be dismayed;
Content if Thou, my Guide,
Art ever near my side,
That I may hear Thee whisper, “Child, be not afraid!” [Refrain]
3 Rejoicing, on I go;
I do not ask to know
The path I tread, or whither be the way I take!
Thy will be done in me;
This is my only plea;
Forgive, and love, and guide me, for Thy mercy’s sake. [Refrain]