1 Thy will, not mine, O Lord,
In all things I would see;
Thine own in body, spirit, soul,
I would forever be.
2 Thy will, I now resign
My all into Thy hands;
My aspirations, hopes, desires,
Ambitions, dreams, and plans.
3 My will, O let it lie
All buried deep in Thine,
That daily, hourly, I shall seek
Thy heart’s desires, not mine.
4 Thy will, not mine, O Lord,
Be then my constant prayer;
So being all absorbed by Thee,
I shall Thy glory share.
Amen.
Source: The Abingdon Song Book #133