I'll Go Where You Want Me To Go

t may not be on the mountain’s height,
Nor 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 the paths that I do not know;
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine,
I’ll go where you want me to go.



[CHORUS]
I’ll go where you want me to go, dear Lord,
Over mountains, 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 Saviour, if thou wilt be my guide
Tho’ rugged and dark the way;
My voice shall echo thy message sweet,
I’ll say what you want me to say.
There’s surely somewhere a lowly place,
In earth’s harvest fields so wide;
Where I may labor thro’ life’s short day,
For Jesus, the crucified;
So trusting my all to thy tender care,
And knowing thou lovest me;
I’ll do thy will with a heart sincere,
I’ll be what you want me to be.