Jesus, while our
hearts are bleeding
O’er the spoils that
death has won,
We would at this
solemn meeting
Calmly say, “Thy
will be done.”
Though cast down,
we’re not forsaken,
Though afflicted,
not alone;
Thou didst give, and
Thou hast taken;
Blessèd Lord, “Thy
will be done.”
Though today
we’re filled with
mourning,
Mercy still is on
the throne;
With Thy smiles and
love returning,
We can sing, “Thy
will be done.”
By Thy hands the
boon was given;
Thou hast taken but
Thine own;
Lord of earth, and
God of Heaven,
Evermore, “Thy will
be done.”
