My God and Father, while I stray, MY

3.

Let but my fainting heart be blest

way,

O, teach me from my heart to say,

"Thy will be done."

My God, to thee I leave the rest,

"Thy will be done."

MEN.

2.

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."

4.

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."

CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT, 1789-1871