Text: | My God, my Father, while I stray |
Tune: | ST. GABRIEL |
Composer: | F. A. G. Ouseley |
1 My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, on life’s rough way,
O 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 If thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prized,--it ne’er was mine;
I only yield Thee what is 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 good 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!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | My God, my Father, while I stray |
Meter: | 8, 8, 8, 4. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1898 |
Topic: | Resignation |
Notes: | Charlotte Elliott, 1834. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | ST. GABRIEL |
Composer: | F. A. G. Ouseley (1868) |
Meter: | 8, 8, 8, 4. |
Key: | E♭ Major |