Scripture Verse

Thy will be done. Luke 11:2

Introduction

Words: El­ta M. Lew­is, in Our Praise in Song, by Will­iam Kirk­pat­rick & John R. Swe­ney (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1893).

Music: Kan­sas Ci­ty Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)

Lyrics

I take my portion from Thy hand,
And do not seek to understand;
For I am blind, while Thou dost see,
Thy will is mine, whate’er it be.

Refrain

Whate’er it be! whate’er it be!
I do not fear, whate’er it be;
Thy love divine sustaineth me,
Thy will is mine, whate’er it be.

When darkness doth Thy face obscure,
And many sorrows I endure,
I think of Christ’s Geth­se­ma­ne;
Thy will is mine, whate’er it be.

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When tender joys to me are known,
I render thanks to Thee alone;
I know my cup is filled by Thee;
Thy will is mine, whate’er it be.

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Thus calmly do I face my lot,
Accept it, Lord, and doubt Thee not;
Lo! all things work for good to me;
Thy will is mine, whate’er it be.

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