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"It is the Lord; let him do what seemeth him good." -- 1 Sam.3:18.

"Mein Jesu, wie du willt!"

[20]Benjamin Schmolk.

transl., Jane Borthwick, 1854

My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

Oh! 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!

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!

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 path hast gone,

Then lead me after Thee.

My Lord, Thy will be done!

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!

My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

If loved ones must depart,

Suffer not sorrow's flood

To overwhelm my heart.

For they are blessed with Thee,

Their race and conflict won:

Let me but follow them.

My Lord, Thy will be done!

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!

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!