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As thou wilt.
Matt. 26:39.
My Jesus, as thou wilt!
O may thy will be mine!
Into thy hand of love
I would my all resign.
Through sorrow, or through joy,
Conduct me as thine own,
And help me still to say,
My Lord, thy will be done!
2 My Jesus, as thou wilt!
If needy here and poor,
Give me thy people’s bread,
Their portion rich and sure.
The manna of thy word
Let my soul feed upon;
And if all else should fail—
My Lord, thy will be done!
3 My Jesus, as thou wilt:
If among thorns I go,
Still sometimes here and there,
Let a few roses blow.
But thou on earth, along
The thorny pain hast gone;
Then lead me after thee;
My Lord, thy will be done!
4 My Jesus, as thou wilt!
Though seen through many a tear,
Let not my star of hope
Grow dim or disappear.
Since thou on earth hast wept
And sorrowed oft alone,
If I must weep with thee,
My Lord, thy will be done!
5 My Jesus, as thou wilt!
If loved ones must depart,
Suffer not sorrow’s flood
To overwhelm my heart;
For they are blest with thee,
Thy race and conflict won;
Let me but follow them;
My Lord, thy will be done!
6 My Jesus, as thou wilt!
When death itself draws nigh,
To thy dear wounded side
I would for refuge fly.
Leaning on thee, to go
Where thou before hast gone;
The rest as thou shalt please,
My Lord, thy will be done.
7 My Jesus, as thou wilt!
All shall be well for me;
Each changing future scene,
I gladly trust with thee.
Straight to my home above
I travel calmly on,
And sing, in life or death,
My Lord, thy will be done!
B. Schmolk.