THY WILL BE DONE.
Copyright, 1894. by The Temple Music Co.
Words by Geo. H. Cate. Music by Lois Read Cate.
"Thy will be done," words of faith and prayer;
Born in dark Gethsemane, when Christ was kneeling then,
Come to this poor heart of mine,
Still my tempest into calm,
Though I walk In shadowed ways,
I will sing my Saviour's psalm;
I may not hear, I cannot see.
Where Thou, O God, wouldst have me go;
If in the dark Thou leadest me,
To trust is better than to know, better than to know;
Thy will he done, thy will be done;
Thy will, not mine, be done.
"Thy will be done," though mine all be gone;
Though on stony paths I stumble, I am not alone;
Thou wilt send Thine angel still,
When I drink the cup of woe;
With Thy comfort Thou wilt fill
All my heart to overflow.
And Thou wilt bless with perfect peace
The heart that stays itself on Thee;
I'll live by faith, and conquer death and sing;
Thy love that makes me free, love that makes me free;
Thy will he done, Thy will be done;
Thy will, not mine, be done.