Soldier's Prayer

Thou are my Master; I resign

To Thy own marvelous design;

Thou art my Maker; Thou hast said

That Thou would feed me with Thy bread.

To claim that victory is mine,

When Thou hast all my steps aligned,

And to assume that I could win

My constant battle over sin,

I'd be a fool and deny my King;

Thou, for me, hast done everything.

I cannot live without Thy arm

To keep me from all present harm;

Thy love has all my fears abased;

I rest in Thy unchanging grace.

With humble trust, my sin I leave,

For simply to Thy cross I cleave;

I ask that Thou would deign to spare

My life, and give me strength to dare.

My great Commander, to Thy will

I now resolve to follow still;

Align my heart with all Thy ways

So I can serve Thee all my days.

Do not forget me, though I sin

And battle all the flesh within,

For, through Thy grace, I'll overcome,

And Thou wilt lead me to Thy home.

Open To Grace