THOU SWEET BELOVED WILL OF GOD
1. Thou sweet belovèd will of God,
My anchor ground, my fortress hill,
My spirit's silent, fair abode,
In Thee I hide me, and am still.
2. O will that willest good alone,
Lead Thou the way, Thou guidest best;
A little child, I follow on,
And trusting, lean upon Thy breast.
3. Oh, lightest burden, sweetest yoke!
It lifts, it bears my happy soul;
It giveth wings to this poor heart;
My freedom is Thy grand control.
4. Upon God's will I lay me down,
As child upon its mother's breast;
No silken couch, nor softest bed,
Could ever give me such deep rest.
5. Thy wonderful grand will, my God,
With triumph now I make it mine;
And faith shall cry a joyous "Yes!"
To every dear command of Thine.