I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be
A pleasant road;
I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me
Aught of its load.

I do not ask that flowers should always spring
Beneath my feet;
I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.

For one thing, only Lord, dear Lord, I plead:
Lead me aright,
Though strength should falter and though heart should bleed,
Through peace to light.

I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed
Full radiance here
Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread
Without a fear.

I do not ask my cross to understand,
My way to see;
Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand,
And follow Thee.

Joy is like restless day; but peace divine
Like quiet night:
Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine,
Through peace to light.

Jesus, merciful and mild, lead me as a helpless child:
On no other arm but Thine would my weary soul recline.
Thou art ready to forgive, Thou canst bid the sinner live;
Guide the wanderer, day by day, in the straight and narrow way.

Thou canst fit me by Thy grace for the heav’nly dwelling place;
All Thy promises are sure, ever shall Thy love endure;
Then what more could I desire, how to greater bliss aspire?
All I need, in Thee I see; Thou art all in all to me.

Jesus, Savior all divine, hast Thou made me truly Thine?
Hast Thou bought me by Thy blood? Reconciled my heart to God?
Hearken to my tender prayer; let me Thine own image bear.
Let me love Thee more and more till I reach Heav’n’s blissful shore.