It may not be on the mountain�s height, or over the stormy sea;
It may not be at the battle�s front my Lord will have need of me;
But if by a still, small voice He calls to paths I do not know,
I�ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in Yours,
I�ll go where You want me to go.
Refrain
I�ll go where You want me to go, dear Lord,
O�er mountain, or plain, or sea;
I�ll say what You want me to say, dear Lord,
I�ll be what You want me to be.
Perhaps today there are loving words which Jesus would have me
speak;
There may be now, in the paths of sin, some wand�rer whom I should
seek.
O Savior, if You will be my Guide, though dark and rugged the way,
My voice shall echo the message sweet,
I�ll say what You want me to say.
Refrain
There�s surely somewhere a lowly place in earth�s harvest
fields so wide,
Where I may labor through life�s short day for Jesus, the
Crucified.
So, trusting my all unto Your care, I know You always love me!
I�ll do Your will with a heart sincere,
I�ll be what You want me to be.
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