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I take my portion from Thy hand,
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| 1. | 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, whate'er it be. |
| | Whate'er it be! whate'er it be! |
| | I do not fear, whate'er it be! |
| | Thy love divine sustaineth me; |
| | Thy will is mine, whate'er it be. |
| 2. | When darkness doth Thy face obsure, |
| | And many sorrows I endure, |
| | I think of Christ's Gethsemane; |
| | Thy will is mine, whate'er it be. |
| 3. | 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, whate'er it be. |
| 4. | 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, whate'er it be. |