CONSECRATION

My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

     O may Thy will be mine;

Into Thy hand of love

     I would my all resign.

Through sorrow, or through joy,

      Conduct me as Thine own;

And help me still to say,

     My Lord, Thy will be done.

My Jesus as Thou wilt;

           Though seen through many a tear,

Let not my star of hope

     Grow dim or disappear.

Since Thou on earth hast wept

     And sorrowed oft alone,

If I must weep with Thee,

     My Lord, Thy will be done.

My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

     All shall be well for me;

Each changing future scene

     I gladly trust with Thee.

Straight to my home above

     I travel calmly on,

And sing, in life or death,

     My Lord, Thy will be done.