[Written for the Sentinel.]

"THY WILL BE DONE"

My God, my Father, Love divine,
Help me to blend my will with Thine.
I have no cares when Thou art near,
Thy will and guidance I hold dear.
I know Thou doest all things well,
And discord may not with me dwell.
All joy and good shall then be won,
When I can say, "Thy will be done."

To do Thy will brings peace and rest,
With strength and health shall I be blest;
Thou leadest me in joyous ways,
And turn'st my sadness into praise;
When Thee I trust in every hour,
I know that evil has no power.
Supply and health and joy are won,
When I can say, "Thy will be done."

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