My God, my Father while I stray
Far from my home on life's rough way
Oh, teach me from my heart to say
Thy will be done.
Though dark my path and sad my lot
Let me be still and murmur not
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught
Thy will be done.
But if my fainting heart be blessed
With the Holy Spirit for its guest
My God to Thee I leave the rest
Thy will be done.
If Thou should call me to resign
What most I prize never was mine
I only yield Thee what is Thine
Thy will be done.
And when on earth I breathe no more
The prayer with tears was mixed before
I'll sing upon that joyful shore
Thy will be done!
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