| 1Prince of Peace, control my will,
 Bid this struggling heart be still;
 Bid my fears and doubtings cease,
 Hush my spirit into peace.
 2Thou hast bought me with Thy blood,
 Opened wide the gate to God;
 Peace, I ask, but peace must be,
 Lord, in being one with Thee.
 3May Thy will, not mine, be done,
 May Thy will and mine be one;
 Chase these doubtings from my heart,
 Now Thy perfect peace impart.
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