1. My stubborn will at last hath yielded;
  I would be Thine, and Thine alone,
  And this the prayer my lips are bringing,
  "Lord, let in me Thy will be done."
(Chorus:)
  Sweet will of God, still fold me closer,
  Till I am wholly lost in Thee;
  Sweet will of God, still fold me closer,
  Till I am wholly lost in Thee.
2. I'm tired of sin, footsore and weary,
  The darksome path hath dreary grown,
  But now a light has ris'n to cheer me;
  I find in Thee my Star, my Sun.
3. Thy precious will, O conqu'ring Savior,
  Doth now embrace and compass me;
  All discords hushed, my peace a river,
  My soul a prisoned bird set free.
(Chorus:)
  Sweet will of God, still fold me closer,
  Till I am wholly lost in Thee;
  Sweet will of God, still fold me closer,
  Till I am wholly lost in Thee.
4. Shut in with Thee, O Lord, forever,
  My wayward feet no more to roam;
  What pow'r from Thee my soul can sever?
  The center of God's will my home.