O LORD, fulfil Thy Will, Be the days few or many, good or ill: Prolong them, to suffice For offering up ourselves Thy sacrifice; Shorten them if Thou wilt, To make in righteousness an end of guilt. Yea, they will not be long To souls who learn to sing a patient song; Yea, short they will not be To souls on tiptoe to flee home to Thee. O Lord, fulfil Thy Will: Make Thy Will ours, and keep us patient still, Be the days few or many, good or ill. |