Acquiescence in the Divine Will

Verse 1

Author of good, we rest on Thee; Thine ever watchful eye Alone our real wants can see, Thy hand alone supply.

Verse 2

In Thine all-gracious providence Our cheerful hopes confide; O, let Thy power be our defence, Thy love our footsteps guide!

Verse 3

And since, by passion’s force subdued, Too oft, with stubborn will, We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill,—

Verse 4

Not what we wish, but what we want, Thy mercy still supply! The good unasked, O Father, grant; The ill, though asked, deny!