1. It may not be on the mountain 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 that I do not know,
    I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine:
    “I’ll go where you want me to go.”
  
  
    I’ll go where you want me to go, dear Lord,
    Over 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.
  
 
  
    2. 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 thou wilt be my guide,
    Tho dark and rugged the way,
    My voice shall echo the message sweet:
    I’ll say what you want me to say.
  
  
    I’ll go where you want me to go, dear Lord,
    Over 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.
  
 
  
    3. 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 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.
  
  
    I’ll go where you want me to go, dear Lord,
    Over 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.
  
 
                   
                  
                  
                
                
                
                  Words by Mary Brown
 Music for chorus and vs. 3 by Carrie E. Rounsefell
 Arranged by Robert W. Gabbitas  
 Available for use in the Public Domain.