My God, my father, while I stray,

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    CGS No.: 
    170

    Verse 1
    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.

    Verse 2
    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.

    Verse 3
    What though in lonely grief I sigh
    For friends beloved no longer nigh,
    Submissive still would I reply,
    Thy will be done.

    Verse 4
    If thou should'st call me to resign
    What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
    I only yield Thee what is Thine;
    Thy will be done.

    Verse 5
    Let but my fainting heart be blest
    With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
    My God, to Thee I leave the rest, ?
    Thy will be done.

    Verse 6
    Renew my will from day to day,
    Blend it with Thine, and take away
    All that now makes it hard to say,
    Thy will be done.

    Verse 7
    Then, when on earth I breathe no more,
    The prayer, oft mix'd with tears before,
    I'll sing upon a happier shore,
    Thy will be done.