My stub­born will at last hath yield­ed;
I would be Thine, and Thine alone;
And this the pray­er my lips are bring­ing,
Lord, let in me Thy will be done.

Refrain

Sweet will of God, still fold me clos­er;
Till I am whol­ly lost in Thee;
Sweet will of God, still fold me clos­er,
Till I am whol­ly lost in Thee.

I’m tired of sin, foot­sore and wea­ry,
The dark­some path hath drea­ry grown,
But now a light has ris’n to cheer me;
I find in Thee my star, my sun.

Refrain

Thy pre­cious will, O con­quer­ing Sav­ior,
Doth now em­brace and com­pass me;
All dis­cords hushed, my peace a riv­er,
My soul, a pri­soned bird, set free.

Refrain

Shut in with Thee, O Lord, for­ev­er,
My way­ward feet no more to roam;
What pow­er from Thee my soul can sev­er?
The cen­ter of God’s will my home.

Refrain