1.Thy way, not mine, O Lord,However dark it be;Lead me by thine own hand,And choose the path for me.I dare not choose my lot;I would not if I might;Choose thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.2.The kingdom that I seekIs thine; so let the wayThat leads to it be thine,Else I must surely stray.Hold thou my cup of life;With joy or sorrow fillAs best to thee may seem:Choose thou my good and ill.3.Choose thou for me my friends,My sickness or my health;Choose thou my cares for me,My poverty or wealth.Not mine, not mine the choice,In either great or small;Be thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All.