I would not have my way, dear Lord, but Thine; I would not walk alone, for I might fall: Thou knowest what is best, so lead me on; I’ll listen, Lord, I’ll hear Thy faintest call.
Refrain: I would not have my way, dear Lord, but Thine; Oh, keep me for Thyself and Thine alone: When shadows fall and darkest night has come, I’ll trust in Thee to guide me safely home.
I would not have my way, dear Lord, but Thine; E’en though the road be rough, I will not fear: E’en though the sun refuse sometimes to shine, I’ll walk by faith and know that Thou art near.
I would not have my way, dear Lord, but Thine; I do not ask for beds with flow’rs entwined: Thy way might be some mountainside to climb, Some wand’ring sheep or some lost lamb to find.