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THY WILL BE DONE

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 22, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 16.

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THY WILL BE DONE.

Thy will, dear Lord, doth often run From mine a different way; 'Tis hard to say, "Thy will be done," On every darkened day; My heart grows chill to see thy will Turn all life's gold to gray.
My will is set to gather flowers; Thine plucks them from my hand. Mine reaches for life's sunny hours; Thine leads through shadow-land. And all my days go on in ways I cannot understand.
Yet more and more this truth doth shine Through shadow and through loss: The will that runs transverse to thine, Doth thereby make its cross; Thy steadfast will cuts straight and still Through pride, and dream, and dross.
But if in parallel to thine My will doth always run, All things in Heaven and earth are mine, My will is crossed by none; Thou art in me, and I in thee, Thy will and mine are done. —Selected.