- Thy way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be;
Lead me by Thine own hand,
Choose out the path for me.
- Smooth let it be or rough,
It will be still the best;
Winding or straight, it leads
Right onward to thy rest.
- I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might;
Choose thou for me, my God,
So I shall walk aright.
- The kingdom that I seek
Is Thine; so let the way
That leads to it be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.
- Take thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to thee may seem;
Choose thou my good and ill.
- Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose thou my cares for me
My poverty or wealth.
- Not mine, not mine the choice
In things or great or small;
Be Thou my guide, my strength
My wisdom and my all. Amen.