Whate’er my God ordains is right: His holy will abiding; I will be still whate’er He does; And follow where He is guiding. He is my God: though dark my road. He holds me that I shall not fall. And so to Him I leave it all, He holds me that I shall not fall. 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 has sent His hand can turn my griefs away, And patiently I wait His day, His hand can turn my griefs away. 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, sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart. Whatever 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, He holds me that I shall not fall.