1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a weaned child,
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases Thee.
2 What Thou shalt to-day provide
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that Thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?
3 As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone,--
Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles
Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love.
|First Line:||Quiet, Lord, my froward heart|
|Author:||John Newton (1779)|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #5721||Quiet, Lord, My Froward Heart||Quiet, Lord, my froward heart||JESU, JESU, DU MEIN HIRT||John Newton||77.77.77||<cite>Olney Hymns</cite> (London: W. Oliver, 1779)|