Oh lead me in your will, Redeemer
1 Oh lead me in your will, Redeemer,
nor let me from your bidding flee,
but in your power and mercy reach me
if this proud heart should disagree.
2 Oh pluck me from the angry waters,
for I would serve your perfect will,
and bring the souls my pride has wounded
into your harbour safe and still.
3 Set me among the lost and helpless
and through me speak to them your word,
that all your wrath may melt in mercy
when broken sinners name you Lord.
4 You sheltered me though I defied you.
Why should you for a single day ?
The grain that feeds, the vine that shades me
are yours to give or take away.
5 In this poor heart, so loth to pity,
put self to death and claim your throne.
To judge, command, chastise and pardon
are yours by right and yours alone.
Hilary Jolly
© Hilary Jolly / Jubilate Hymns
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