1
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.”
DMy
stubborn
Am
will
D
at
last hath
G
yielded;
EmI
would be
Am
Thine,
D
and
Thine And
D
this
the
G
prayer
my lips are
Bm
bringing,
"Lord, let in
C
me
Am
Thy
will be
D
done."
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.
DSweet
will of
Am
God,
D
still
fold me
G
closer,
EmTill
I am
lost in
Em
Thee;
Sweet
D
will
of
G
God,
still fold me
Bm
closer,
Till I am
lost in
D
Thee.
2
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.
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.
DI'm
tired of
Am
sin,
D
footsore
and
G
weary,
EmThe
darksome
Am
path
D
hath
dreary
Em
grown,
But
D
now
a
G
light
has ris'n to
Bm
cheer
me;I find in
C
Thee
Am
my
Star, my
D
Sun.
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.
DSweet
will of
Am
God,
D
still
fold me
G
closer,
EmTill
I am
lost in
Em
Thee;
Sweet
D
will
of
G
God,
still fold me
Bm
closer,
Till I am
lost in
D
Thee.
3
Thy precious will, O conqu’ring Savior,
Doth now embrace and compass me;
All discords hushed, my peace a river,
My soul a prisoned bird set free.
Thy precious will, O conqu'ring Savior,
Doth now embrace and compass me;
All discords hushed, my peace a river,
My soul a prisoned bird set free.
DThy
precious
Am
will,
D
O
conqu'ring
G
Savior,
EmDoth
now
Am
embrace
D
and
compass
Em
me;
All
D
discords
G
hushed,
my peace a
Bm
river,
My soul a
C Am
prisoned
bird set
D
free.
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.
DSweet
will of
Am
God,
D
still
fold me
G
closer,
EmTill
I am
lost in
Em
Thee;
Sweet
D
will
of
G
God,
still fold me
Bm
closer,
Till I am
lost in
D
Thee.
4
Shut in with Thee, O Lord, forever,
My wayward feet no more to roam;
What pow’r from Thee my soul can sever?
The center of God’s will my home.
Shut in with Thee, O Lord, forever,
My wayward feet no more to roam;
What pow'r from Thee my soul can sever?
The center of God's will my home.
DShut
in with
Am
Thee,
D
O
Lord,
G
forever,
EmMy
wayward
Am
feet
D
no
more to
Em
roam;
What
D
pow'r
from
G
Thee
my soul can
Bm
sever?
The center
C
of
Am
God's
will my
D
home.
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.
DSweet
will of
Am
God,
D
still
fold me
G
closer,
EmTill
I am
lost in
Em
Thee;
Sweet
D
will
of
G
God,
still fold me
Bm
closer,
Till I am
lost in
D
Thee.