1.

Be gone, O world of paltry pleasure—
Proud dreams, defilement, vain deceit.
The King of heav’n is now my treasure.
Let His dominion be complete.
My will no more; my life is hid—
Thy will, O Lord, as Thou dost bid.

2.

This world cannot bring satisfaction;
’Tis naught but lies and emptiness—
A game of risk and vain distraction,
Which ends in sorrow and distress.
My will no more; my life is hid—
Thy will, O Lord, as Thou dost bid.

3.

In all my ways, O guide me, Jesus,
To grow in wisdom and in grace,
So virtue in my life increases
Till, saved, I stand before Thy face.
My will no more; my life is hid—
Thy will, O Lord, as Thou dost bid.

Written by Hilda Broks (published in 1916)German melody from 1690Text © Stiftelsen Skjulte Skatters ForlagNorway ⋅ Bb