Verse 1
Author, and end of my desires,
From whom my every blessing flow’d,
I would whate’er thy will requires;
Whate’er thy will requires is good.

Verse 2
I would (but thou must give the power)
From all beside my will avert,
Nor ever grieve thy goodness more,
Nor ever follow my own heart.

Verse 3
Spring of all good thy will I own,
The fountain of all evil mine;
Father, let mine no more be done,
Let all obey the will divine.

Verse 4
We came into the world to do
The will of him that plac’d us here,
And who their own desires pursue,
Can never in thy sight appear.

Verse 5
What then shall of our souls become
Used our own pleasures to fulfil?
Eternal death must be the doom
Of all that follow their own will.

Verse 6
But O, to thee for help we cry,
Save, or we sink into the pit,
Ourselves assist us to deny,
And to thy blessed will submit.

Verse 7
Father, for Jesu’s sake alone,
Thine all sufficient grace impart,
Save us, in honour of thy Son,
And God-ward turn the selfish heart.

Verse 8
So shall we every moment feel,
(When thou the Holy-Ghost hast given)
To do our cursed will, is hell,
To do thy blessed will, is heaven.