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William Cowper - Olney Hymn 44: Submission
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O Lord, my best desire fulfil, 
And help me to resign 
Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, 
And make Thy pleasure mine. 

Why whould I shrink at Thy command, 
Whose love forbids my fears? 
Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears? 

No, rather let me freely yield 
What most I prize to Thee; 
Who never hast a good withheld, 
Or wilt withhold, from me. 

Thy favor, all my journey through, 
Thou art engaged to grant; 
What else I want, or think I do, 
`Tis better still to want. 

Wisdom and mercy guide my way, 
Shall I resist them both? 
A poor blind creature of day, 
And crush`d before the moth! 

But ah! my inward spirit cries, 
Still binds me to Thy sway; 
Else the next cloud that veils the skies 
Drives all these thoughts away.
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