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THY way, not mine, O Lord,
   However dark it be!
Lead me by Thine own hand,
    Choose out the path for me.
2  Smooth let it be or rough,
    It will be still the best;
Winding or straight, it leads
    Right onward to Thy rest.
3  I dare not choose my lot;
    I would not if I might:
Choose Thou for me, my God,
    So shall I walk aright.
4  Take Thou my cup, and it
    With joy or sorrow fill
As best to Thee may seem;
    Choose Thou my good and ill.
5  Choose, Lord, for me my friends,
    My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me,
    My poverty or wealth.
6  Not mine, not mine the choice
    In things both great and small;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,
    My Wisdom, and my All.
Horatius Bonar, 1808-89