This poem by Richard Baxter, a C17 Puritan minister famously expelled by the Church of England, is set here to the even older tune FARRANT, attributed to Richard Farrant. This is a hymn of humble acceptance that is marvellously, somehow, in a Catholic hymn book.
The text is here inconsistently modernised. There is a note to remind us that “meet” means “worthy”.
I found chords at Hymnary for a backing, though this text seems to be more usually set to anything else.
1 Lord, it belongs not to my care
Whether I die or live;
To love and serve you is my share,
And this thy grace must give.2 If life be long I will be glad
That I may long obey;
If short, yet why should I be sad
To welcome endless day?3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms
Than he went through before;
He that into God’s kingdom comes
Must enter by this door.4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet
Thy blessèd face to see:
For if thy work on earth be sweet,
What will thy glory be!5 Then I shall end my sad complaints
And weary, sinful days,
And join with the triumphant saints
That sing my Saviour’s praise.6 My knowledge of that life is small,
The eye of faith is dim;
But ’tis enough that Christ knows all,
And I shall be with Him.