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Verse 1

Thy way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be!
Lead me by Thine own hand;
Choose out the path for me.

Verse 2

Smooth let it be or rough,
It will be still the best;
Winding or straight, it leads
Right onward to Thy rest.

Verse 3

I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might;
Choose Thou for me, my God.
So shall I walk aright.

Verse 4

The kingdom that I seek
Is Thine; so let the way
That leads to it be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.

Verse 5

Take Thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to Thee may seem;
Choose Thou my good and ill.

Verse 6

Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me,
My poverty or wealth.

Verse 7

Not mine, not mine the choice,
In things or great or small;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,
My Wisdom, and my All.

Verse 1

O for a faith that will not shrink
Though pressed by many a foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of poverty or woe;

Verse 2

That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,
But in the hour of grief or pain
Can lean upon its God;

Verse 3

A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without,
That, when in danger, knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;

Verse 4

A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life’s last spark is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Lights up a dying bed.

Verse 5

Lord, give me such a faith as this,
And then, whate’er may come,
I taste e’en now the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home.