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.