Father, I abandon myself into your hands.
Do with me what you will;
Whatever you do, I will thank you;
I am ready for all, I accept all.
Let only your will be done in me, as in all your
And I'll ask nothing else, my Lord.
Into your hands I commend my spirit;
I give it to you with all the love of my heart,
For I love you, Lord, and so need to give myself,
To surrender myself into your hands, with a trust
Because you are my Father.
(Charles de Foucauld)
I am no longer my own, but Thine,
Put me to what Thou wilt,
rank me with whom you wilt;
Put me to doing, put me to suffering;
Let me be employed for Thee or laid aside for Thee;
Let me be full, let me be empty;
Let me have all things, let me have nothing;
I freely and heartily yield all things to Thy
pleasure and disposal.
And now, O glorious and blessed God,
Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
Thou art mine and I am Thine. So be it.
And the covenant which I have made on
Let it be ratified in heaven.