Jul 11
15
Your way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be, Lead me by Your own hand Choose out the path for me.
“Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Your rest.
“I dare not choose my lot I would not, if I might, O choose for me, my God So shall I walk aright.”
“The kingdom that I seek Is Yours; so let the way That leads to it be Yours,Else I must surely stray.
“O take my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to You may seem You choose my good and ill.
“O choose for me my friends, My sickness or my health O choose my cares for me, My poverty or wealth.
“Not mine, not mine the choice, In things either great or small, O be my Guide, my Strength, My Jesus, and my all.”
Octavius Winslow.