Thursday, June 9, 2011

Whate'er My God Ordains Is Right

Whate'er my God ordains is right: his holy will abideth.
I will be still whate'er he doth, and follow where he guideth.
He is my God; though dark my road, he holds me that I shall not fall.
Wherefore to him I leave it all.

Whate'er my God ordains is right: he never will deceive me.
He leads me by the proper path; I know he will not leave me.
I take, content, what he hath sent; his hand can turn my griefs away.
And patiently I wait his day.

Whate'er my God ordains is right: though now this cup, in drinking,
May bitter seem to my faint heart, I take it, all unshrinking.
My God is true; each morn anew sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart.
And pain and sorrow shall depart.

Whate'er my God ordains is right: here shall my stand be taken.
though sorrow, need, or death be mine, yet am I not forsaken.
My Father's care is round me there; he holds me that I shall not fall;
And so to him I leave it all.

Text by S. Rodigast, translated by C. Winkworth
Tune: Was Gott Tut

I love this hymn, a precious favorite. Its strong words of faith have been a support in times of trial, repeatedly. God has a path for me in this life, and I will walk it with him, accepting each step, trusting, contented. I find this extremely challenging, but knowing that men 400 years ago struggled with this task also, and succeeded, reassures me.


  1. That is indeed a good hymn. I do not know it, but am thankful now I do through you.

  2. It seems like the truth found in the hymn soothes your soul like a tonic. Maybe you could cut and paste it, find the perfect font, print it, make it into a scroll with two twigs (I like twigs, as you know) and carry it with you. The Good Shepherd's at work.

  3. How beautiful, thank you for sharing it. I have to tell you about my dream last night. I have struggled with all the changes in my life, all the losses, and not knowing what the future looks like. Last night, I dreamed I was standing in the bed of a truck and on the ground below was a lamb. Suddenly the lamb catapulted up and into my arms. It was cuddly and cute. I turned to the (unknown) person in the truck bed with me and said, "I think God must be trying to tell me he loves me, because he keeps putting these animals in my arms!" Okay, weird, but a lamb? Lamb of God? And my interpretation - just like that? It has to be a sign, a message, don't you think?

  4. I love it as well! We sang it Sunday, and it really spoke to me with all that is going on in our lives. I was going to blog about it too! :) Funny!! Glad you did!!

  5. Thanks, ladies! This hymn has meant so much to over the years, especially when facing trials. It's important to admit aloud that God is in charge of my troubles, that He knows best, and that I willingly accept what He gives. I have to remind myself of these things over, and over! A special song.


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