O God, we wish them there;
Our lives, our souls, our all, we leave
Entirely to Thy care.
Whatever they may be;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.
Why should we doubt or fear?
A father’s hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
Jesus, the Crucified,
Whose hand our many sins have pierced,
Is now our guard and guide.
We’ll always trust to Thee,
Till we possess the promised crown,
And all Thy glory see.