SWEET WILL OF GOD
1. My stubborn will
at last hath yielded;
I would be Thine,
and Thine alone;
And this the prayer
my lips are bringing.
"Lord, let in
me Thy will be done."
Refrain
Sweet will of God,
still fold me closer,
Till I am wholly
lost in Thee;
Sweet will of God,
Still fold me closer,
Till I am wholly
lost in Thee.
2. I'm tired of
sin, footsore and weary,
The darksome path
hath dreary grown,
But now a light has
ris'n to cheer me;
I find in Thee my
Star, my Sun.
3. Thy precious
will, O conqu'ring Savior,
Doth now embrace
and compass me;
All discords
hushed, my peace a river,
My soul a prisoned
bird set free.
4. Shut in with
Thee, O Lord, forever,
My wayward feet no
more to roam;
What pow'r from
Thee my soul can sever?
The center of God's
will my home.
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