A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#276

276. The Bitter Cup

Thy will be done! I will not fear
The fate provided by Thy love;
Though clouds and darkness shroud me here,
I know that all is bright above.

The stars of heaven are shining on,
Though these frail eyes are dimmed with tears;
And though the hopes of earth be gone,
Yet are not ours the immortal years?

Father! forgive the heart that clings,
Thus trembling, to the things of time;
And bid the soul, on angel wings,
Ascend into a purer clime.

There shall no doubts disturb its trust,
No sorrows dim celestial love;
But these afflictions of the dust,
Like shadows of the night, remove.

That glorious life will well repay
This life of toil and care and woe;
O Father! joyful on my way,
To drink Thy bitter cup, I go.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy will be done! I will not fear
• Title: The Bitter Cup
• Author: Jane Roscoe
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

Tune Information

(No tune information)