I worship Thee, sweet will of God! And all Thy ways adore; And every day I live, I long To love Thee more and more

I have no cares, O blessed will! For all my cares are Thine; I live in triumph, Lord! for Thou Hast made Thy triumphs mine.

Ride on, ride on triumphantly, Thou glorious Will, ride on! Faith's pilgrim-sons behind Thee take The road that Thou hast gone.

He always wins who sides with God, To him no chance is lost; God's Will is sweetest to Him when It triumphs at His costs.

I'll that He blesses is our good; And unblest good is ill; And all is right that seems most wrong, If it be His sweet Will!