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Thou who dost guide our homeward way
Till life’s short course is run,
Oh, teach us from our hearts to say:
Thy holy will be done.
If thou dost call us to resign
What our hearts rest upon,
We only yield thee what is thine:
Thy holy will be done.
How oft with joy like sunny light
Our days have brightly shone;
Thy love alone has made them bright:
Thy will alone be done.
Since thou hast given thy Son to save
And for our sins atone,
Thou has a right to all we have,
And let thy will be done.
Adopted, sanctified, and blessed,
Through thy beloved Son;
O God, to thee we leave the rest,
Thy will, thy will be done.
Subdue our wills from day to day,
And bid the pride begone,
Which sometimes makes it hard to say,
Thy will not ours be done.
What thou commandest we will do,
What thou forbiddest shun;
In all we wish, enjoy, pursue,
Thy will by us be done.
And when on earth we toil no more,
When heavenly rest is won;
We’ll sing in bliss, for evermore,
Thy holy will be done.
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