I Take My Portion From Thy Hand,
And Do Not Seek To Understand;
For I Am Blind, While Thou Dost See,
Thy Will Is Mine, Whatever It Be.

Whatever It Be! Whatever It Be!
I Do Not Fear, Whatever It Be;
Thy Love Divine Sustained Me,
Thy Will Is Mine, Whatever It Be.

When Darkness Doth Thy Face Obscure,
And Many Sorrows I Endure,
I Think Of Christ’s Gethsemane;
Thy Will Is Mine, Whatever It Be.

When Tender Joys To Me Are Known,
I Render Thanks To Thee Alone;
I Know My Cup Is Filled By Thee;
Thy Will Is Mine, Whatever It Be.

Thus Calmly Do I Face My Lot,
Accept It, Lord, And Doubt Thee Not;
Lo! All Things Work For Good To Me;
Thy Will Is Mine, Whatever It Be.