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Resignation: Quotations from Burning Words

Thy way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be! Lead me by Thine own hand; Choose out the path for me.— HORATIUS BONAR

What is resignation? It is putting God between one's self and one's grief.— MADAME SWETCHINE

Depend upon it, in the midst of all the science about the world and its way and all the ignorance of God and His greatness, the man or woman who can say, "Thy will be done," with the true heart of giving up, is nearer the secret of things than the geologist and theologian. Teach us to submit ourselves to Thy chastenings, believing Thy love in them all. Thou hast given us Christ, and in Him eternal life. Oh, how can we think Thou wouldst withhold from us any thing else if it were good for us! Lord, let us not choose for ourselves. Choose Thou for us in Thy wisdom and love, and let our hearts approve Thy choice. Be Thou our portion, our light, and our joy in Christ Jesus. Help us ever watchfully to cherish a meek and quiet spirit, ever looking unto Him who was meek and lowly of heart, that we may find rest unto our souls.— HALL'S FAMILY PRAYERS

O Lord, my God, do Thou Thy holy will, I will lie still. I will not stir, lest I forsake Thine arm, And break the charm Which lulls me, clinging to my Father's breast, To perfect rest. barat Give, O Lord, what Thou commandest, and then command what Thou wilt.— ST. AUGUSTINE

We are content to take what Thou shalt give, To work or suffer as Thy choice shall be; Forsaking what Thy wisdom bids us leave, Glad in the thought that we are pleasing Thee.— EVA TRAVERS

Resignation,- not to a whirlwind of inexorable forces, not to powers that cannot see or hear or feel, but to One who lives forever, and who loves us well, and who has given us all that we have, ay, life itself, that we may at His bidding freely give it back to Him.— H. P. LIDDON

I pray God that I may never find my will again. Oh, that Christ would subject my will to His, and trample it under His feet.— RUTHERFORD

"A little way!" - this sentence I repeat, Hoping and longing to extract some sweet To mingle with the bitter; from Thy hand I take the cup I cannot understand, And in my weakness give myself to Thee. Strike! Thou the Master, we Thy keys, The anthem of the destinies! The minor of Thy loftier strain, Our hearts shall breathe the old refrain - "Thy will be done !"— JOHN G. WHITTIER

Jesus knows that we had rather labor than suffer; and that we would rather labor and suffer, too, than be laid aside. No man is fit to rise up and labor, until he is made willing to lie still and suffer as long as his Master pleases.— EDWARD PAYSON

I take this pain, Lord Jesus, From Thine own hand; The strength to bear it bravely Thou wilt command. I am too weak for effort, So let me rest, In hush of sweet submission On Thine own breast.— F. R. HAVERGAL

It is resignation and contentment that are best calculated to lead us safely through life. And I said in underbreath All our life is mixed with death, - And who knoweth which is best? And I smiled to think God's greatness Flowed around our incompleteness, - Round our restlessness, His rest.— MRS. E. B. BROWNING

I cannot speak In happy tones; the tear drops on my cheek Show I am sad; But I can speak Of grace to suffer with submission meek, Until made glad. I cannot feel That all is well, when dark'ning clouds conceal The shining sun; But then I know God lives and loves; and say, since it is so, 66 Thy will be done."— F. G. BROWNING

Wait, then, my soul! submissive wait, Prostrate before His awful seat; And 'mid the terrors of His rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God!— BEDDOME