1 My God, I leave to Thee my ways;
I hope in Thee whate'er betide,
To find Thee in the evil days
My all-sufficient Strength and Guide;
Who trust in God's unchanging Love
Builds on the Rock that naught can move.
2 What can our anxious cares avail,
Our never-ceasing moans and sighs?
What can it help us to bewail
Each painful moment as it flies?
Our cross and trials do but press
The heavier for our bitterness.
3 Help me my restless heart to still,
And wait in cheerful hope, content
To take whate'er Thy gracious Will,
Thy all-discerning Love, hath sent;
Nor doubt my inmost wants are known
To Him who chose me for His own.
4 Thou know'st when joyful hours are best,
And send'st them as Thou seest it meet:
When I have borne the fiery test,
And am made free from all deceit,
Thou comest to me all unaware,
And makest me own Thy loving care.
5 Help me to swerve not from Thy ways,
But do my own part faithfully,
And trust Thy promises of grace,
That they may be fulfilled in me.
Thou never wilt forsake at need
The soul that trusts in Thee indeed.
Source: Church Book: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran congregations #431