Thy Will Alone

Thy will alone

dear Lord

Is all I care to do

In all I act or speak

or think

While I re­main be­low.

I care not what I do

I care not where I go

If Thou will gent­ly lead me

Lord

Down thro’ this vale of woe.

I’m not afraid to trust

I see Thy smil­ing face;

Thou drew apart the veil for me

Within the ho­li­est place.

Then help me trust Thee

Lord

To all Thy will I bow;

A sup­pli­cant at Thy great throne

Thou dost re­ceive me now.