"My God, My Father, While I Stray" by Charlotte Elliot, 1789-1871 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 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." 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." 3. What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply-- "Thy will be done." 4. Though Thou hast called me to resign What most I prized, it ne'er was mine; I have but yielded what was Thine-- "Thy will be done." 5. Should grief or sickness waste away My life in premature decay, My Father, still I strive to say, "Thy will be done." 6. 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." 7. 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." 8. Then, when on earth I breathe no more, The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, "Thy will be done."This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Debbie Harris and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org
Notes: Hymn #418 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Matt. 26:42 Author: Charlotte Elliott, 1834-1839 Composer: Johann D. Meyer, 1692 Tune: "Es ist kein Tag"
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