Оригинален текст
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
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Sweet will of God, still fold me closer
Til I am wholly lost in Thee
Sweet will of God, still fold me closer
Til 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
[Chorus]
Thy precious will, O conqu'ring Savior
Doth now embrace and compass me
The storms have ceased, my peace a river
My soul a prisoned bird set free
[Chorus]