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1
To do Thy will I seek, Lord, Thy holy word t’obey, To shun all idle speech, Lord, And turn from cares mundane. Attract me more each day, Lord, And nearer draw to Thee, To see Thy glorious face, Lord, And closely walk with Thee.
ETo
do Thy will I
A
seek,
E
Lord,
Thy holy
B7
word
t'o
E
bey,
To shun all idle
A
speech,
E
Lord,
And
C♯m
turn
from
B7
cares
mun
E
dane.
Attract me more each day, Lord,
And
A
nearer
draw to
B-B7
Thee,
To
E
see
Thy glorious
A
face,
E
Lord,
And
C♯m
closely
B7
walk
with
E
Thee.
2
I choose Thy way to follow, Though stormy blasts surround; Though there be troubles, sorrow, Thy grace is more profound. In life’s pursuit I lack, Lord, Not minding things above; Oh, keep me, bring me back, Lord; Immerse me in Thy love.
I choose Thy way to follow,
Though stormy blasts surround;
Though there be troubles, sorrow,
Thy grace is more profound.
In life's pursuit I lack, Lord,
Not minding things above;
Oh, keep me, bring me back, Lord;
Immerse me in Thy love.
EI
choose Thy way to
A E
follow,
Though stormy
B7
blasts
E
surround;
Though there be troubles,
A E
sorrow,
Thy
C♯m
grace
is
B7
more
E
profound.
In life's pursuit I lack, Lord,
Not
A
minding
things
B-B7
above;
Oh,
E
keep
me, bring me back,
A
Lord;
C♯mImmerse
me
B7
in
Thy
E
love.
3
Thy cross I’m gladly bearing, Face for Thy kingdom set; Though suff’ring, tears, I’m sharing, Thy hand upholds me yet. Life’s journey soon is ending; That City soon I’ll see; In Father’s bosom resting— How full that joy will be!
Thy cross I'm gladly bearing,
Face for Thy kingdom set;
Though suff'ring, tears, I'm sharing,
Thy hand upholds me yet.
Life's journey soon is ending;
That City soon I'll see;
In Father's bosom resting—
How full that joy will be!
EThy
cross I'm gladly
A E
bearing,
Face for Thy
B7
kingdom
E
set;
Though suff'ring, tears, I'm
A E
sharing,
Thy
C♯m
hand
B7
upholds
me
E
yet.
Life's journey soon is ending;
That
A
City
soon I'll
B-B7
see;
In
E
Father's
bosom
A
resting—
How
C♯m
full
that
B7
joy
will
E
be!
4
Thy glory, soon unveiled, Lord— Oh, ’tis for this I yearn! Thy promises ne’er fail, Lord; Thou swiftly wilt return. Oh, let me press e’er higher, Not ling’ring here below, My gaze transfixed e’er skyward, My heart with Thee aglow!