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My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from thy home on life's rough way
Oh, teach me from my heart to say,
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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." :|
What though in lonely grief I sigh
For friends beloved, no longer nigh,
Submissive still would I reply
|: "Thy will be done." :|
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." :|
Should grief or sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,
|: "Thy will be done." :|
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." :|
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." :|
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." :|
---Alternative verses---
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." :|
If dark my path and sad my lot,
May I be still and murmur not
But breathe the prayer divinely taught,
|: "Thy will be done." :|
If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prized, it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine
|: "Thy will be done." :|
Should pining sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, help me still to say,
|: "Thy will be done." :|
If 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." :|
Renew my will from day to day;
Blend it with Thine and take away
Whate'er now makes it hard to say,
|: "Thy will be done." :|
Control 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." :|
And when on earth I breathe no more,
The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
I'll sing on heaven's blissful shore,
|: "Thy will be done." :|
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 4 extended
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Dates:
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1834-39
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 6:10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1981 | # 165 | | 1919 | # 671 | | 1960 | # 649 | | 1920 | # 475 | | 1899 | # 532 | | 1874 | # 170 | | 1904 | # 425 | | 1950 | # 357 | | 1922 | # 264 | | 1869 | # 264 | | 1908 | # 560 | | 1917 | # 519 | | 1903 | # 214 | | 1916 | # 391 | | 1940 | # 420 | | 1866 | # 929 | | 1885 | # 517 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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WOODWORTH
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1849
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 319 | No key | | # 132 | D | | # 342 | Db | | # 316 | Eb | | # 223 | Eb | | # 240 | Eb | | # 283 | Eb | | # 473 | Eb | | # 333 | Eb | | # 111 | Eb | | # 532 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 | | 8 8 8 4 |
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