Sunday, April 17, 2016

Submissive to Thy will, my God

Submissive to Thy will, my God,
I all to Thee resign;
Bowing beneath Thy chastening rod--
I mourn, but not repine.

Why should my foolish heart complain,
When wisdom, truth, and love
Direct the stroke, inflict the pain,
And point to joys above?

How short are all my sufferings here
How needful every cross;
Away, my unbelieving fear 
Nor call my gain my loss. 

Then give, dear Lord, or take away, 
I'll bless thy sacred name; 
My Jesus, yesterday, to-day, 
Forever is the same!

Thomas Haweis

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