The path that I have trod has brought me nearer God,
though oft it led through sorrows gates.
Though not the way I'd choose,

in my way I might lose the joy that yet for me awaits.

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Not what I wish to be, nor where I wish to go.
For who am I that I should choose my way?
The Lord will choose for me, 'tis better far I know.

So let him bid me go; or stay.

The cross that I must bear, if I a crown would wear,

is not the cross that I would take.
But since on me 'tis laid, I'll take it unafraid;
and bear it for the Master's sake.


[Chorus]


Submission to the will, of Him who loves me still,
is surety of his love revealed.
My soul shall rise above this world in which I move;

I conquer only when I yield.