Thou sweet, beloved will of God (Hymn 617)

Verse 1: Thou sweet, beloved will of God, My anchor ground, my fortress hill, My spirit's silent, fair abode, In Thee I hide me and am still. Verse 2: O Will, that willest good alone, Lead Thou the way, Thou guidest best; A little child, I follow on, And, trusting, lean upon Thy breast. Verse 3: God's will doth make the bitter sweet, And all is well when it is done; Unless His will doth hallow it, The glory of all joy is gone. Verse 4: Thy beautiful sweet will, my God, Holds fast in its sublime embrace My captive will, a gladsome bird, Prisoned in such a realm of grace. Verse 5: Within this place of certain good Love evermore expands her wings, Or nestling in Thy perfect choice, Abides content with what it brings. Verse 6: Oh, lightest burden, sweetest yoke; It lifts, it bears my happy soul, It giveth wings to this poor heart; My freedom is Thy grand control. Verse 7: Upon God's will I lay me down, As child upon its mother's breast; No silken couch, nor softest bed, Could ever give me such deep rest. Verse 8: Thy wonderful grand will, my God, With triumph now I make it mine; And faith shall cry a joyous Yes To every dear command of Thine.