My Jesus, as Thou Wilt

 

1. My Jesus, as Thou wilt;
Oh, may Thy will be mine!
Into Thy hand of love
I would my all resign.
Through sorrow or through joy
Conduct me as Thine own
And help me still to say,
My Lord, Thy will be done.

2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt.
If needy here and poor,
Give me Thy people’s bread,
Thy Word, so rich and sure.
This manna from above
Let my soul feed upon;
And if all else should fail,
My Lord, Thy will be done.

3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt.
Though seen by many a tear,
Let not my star of hope
Grow dim or disappear.
Since Thou on earth hast wept
And sorrowed oft alone,
If I must weep with Thee,
My Lord, Thy will be done.

4. My Jesus, as Thou wilt.
When death itself draws nigh,
Unto Thy wounded side
For refuge I would fly
And, clinging to Thee, go
Where Thou before hast gone.
My times are in Thy hand:
My Lord, Thy will be done.

5. My Jesus, as Thou wilt.
All shall be well for me;
Each changing future scene
I gladly trust with Thee.
Thus to my home above
I travel calmly on
And sing in life or death,
My Lord, Thy will be done.