Thy will be done, Thy name be blest!

Verse 1
Thy will be done, thy name be blest!
I am not, gracious Lord, my own;
Whate’er thy wisdom sends is best,
Thy name be prais’d, thy will be done.

Verse 2
Earnest of benefits behind,
Of all thy bounty waits to give,
Pledge of a sound and healthful mind,
My life I at thy hands receive.

Verse 3
Snatch’d from the death of sin, my soul
Shall never see corruption’s grave,
Surely thy love shall make me whole,
Thy love can to the utmost save.

Verse 4
Thy love hath cast out servile fear,
No longer can I doubt or mourn,
To the black dungeon of despair
I never, never shall return.

Verse 5
Sin shall not have dominion now,
Or in my mortal body reign,
Jesus, my Lord, my Saviour, thou,
Thou hast the lawless tyrant slain.

Verse 6
Still, O my God, thy power display,
Thy kingdom to my soul restore,
Those other lords persist to slay,
And suffer them to rise no more.

Verse 7
If now I have acceptance found
With thee, or favour in thy sight,
With thy[1] omnipotence surround,
And arm me with thy Spirit’s might.

Verse 8
O may I hear his warning voice,
And timely fly from danger near,
With reverence unto thee rejoice,
And love thee with a filial fear.

Verse 9
Still hold my soul in second life,
And suffer not my feet to slide,
Support me in the glorious strife,
And comfort me on every side.

Verse 10
O give me faith, and faith’s increase,
Finish the work begun in me,
Preserve my soul in perfect peace,
That stays, and waits, and hangs on thee.

Verse 11
O let thy gracious Spirit guide,
And bring me to the promis’d land,
Where righteousness and peace reside,
And all submit to love’s command.

Verse 12
A land, where milk and honey flow,
And springs of pure delights arise,
Delights which I shall shortly know;
I shall regain my paradice.

Verse 13
I see it now from Pisgah’s top,
Pleasant, and beautiful, and good,
In all the confidence of hope
I claim the purchase of thy blood.

Verse 14
Of righteousness divine possest
O let me grasp the prize so nigh,
Enter into the promis’d rest,
Enjoy thy perfect love, and die.

[1] Wesley changed “thy” to “thine” in 1745.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: "After a Recovery from Sickness." Introduced in Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742), published by John and Charles Wesley (London: William Strahan, 1742). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 2 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1869), page 253.
Publishing: Public Domain