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 I am 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.

- Samuel Rodigast