My God and Father, While I Stray

My God and 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!

Though dark my path and sad my lot,
Let me be still and murmur not,
But breathe the prayer divinely taught,
Thy will be done!

What though in lonely grief I sigh,
For friends beloved, no longer nigh,
Submissive still would I reply,
Thy will be done!

Though Thou hast called me to resign
What most I prized, it ne’er was mine;
I have but yielded what was thine;
Thy will be done!

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!

Let but my fainting heart be blest
With thy sweet Spirit for its guest;
My God, to Thee I leave the rest;
Thy will be done!

Then, when I breathe on earth no more
The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
I’ll sing upon a happier shore,
Thy will be done! Amen.

Alfred Young, The Catholic Hymnal (New York: The Catholic Publication Society Co., 1888).

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