1 I yield myself to Thee
With all my hopes and fears,
With all my wish to see
The tale of coming years.
2 Give Thou a quiet mind
My daily work to do,
To leave the past behind,
With Thee the future, too.
3 Lord, be it unforgot
How many days and years,
Through Thy dear love, my lot
Was better than my fears.
4 I cast my fears aside,
This life is none of mine;
It rests with Thee, my guide:
I lay my hand in Thine.
5 Give Thou a spirit wise,
A judgment calm and true,
In all that may arise,
Thy blessèd will to do.
6 Remove all anxious care,
What human tongues may say;
Give kindness to forbear
And firmness to obey.
7 If aught I must endure,
Whatever pain it be,
I know Thy hand can cure:
I yield myself to Thee.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15335