Appoint my way, O Jesus, My Lord, appoint for me, Italaga Mo, Hesus, aking maging daan,

Appoint my way, O Jesus, My Lord, appoint for me, I have not my own fond hopes, I want Thy will to be; What pathway Thou appointed, How rugged it might be, I am willing to follow, To gain pleasure with Thee.

Hold tight my hand, Lord Jesus, for I am weak, Thou know, Or else be wrapped in sorrow, Not knowing where to go; If Thou take hold of my hand, No matter what Thou choose, In any road Thou place me, My heart shall then be soothed.

It may be smooth or rugged, If it's chosen by Thee, Then it is my deep longing, I have no other plea; I dare not be my own lord, Even with Thy consent, Appoint my way, Lord Jesus, To Thee my ears would lend.

Hold tight my hand, Lord Jesus, for I am weak, Thou know, Or else be wrapped in sorrow, Not knowing where to go; If Thou take hold of my hand, No matter what Thou choose, In any road Thou place me, My heart shall then be soothed.

My time is in Thy hand, Lord, It may be soon or late, According to Thy pleasure, I set not mine own date; If Thou would I be patient, For many-a-days and years, Ahead in peace I would not, Nor soon my way be cleared.

Hold tight my hand, Lord Jesus, for I am weak, Thou know, Or else be wrapped in sorrow, Not knowing where to go; If Thou take hold of my hand, No matter what Thou choose, In any road Thou place me, My heart shall then be soothed.

My little cup of fate, Lord, Fill in with what Thou willed, Be it with joy or sorrow, Be as what Thou would fill; All bitterness are sweet, Lord, If it's Thy will I know, All sweet things turned to malice, If not Thy grace I saw.

Hold tight my hand, Lord Jesus, for I am weak, Thou know, Or else be wrapped in sorrow, Not knowing where to go; If Thou take hold of my hand, No matter what Thou choose, In any road Thou place me, My heart shall then be soothed.

Appoint for me, O Jesus, Health or disease the same, To be smiling or weeping, Be honored or defamed; Be it big thing or small thing, To choose I never wish, I wouldn't mind my feelings, but Where Thy glory is.

Hold tight my hand, Lord Jesus, for I am weak, Thou know, Or else be wrapped in sorrow, Not knowing where to go; If Thou take hold of my hand, No matter what Thou choose, In any road Thou place me, My heart shall then be soothed.

Italaga Mo, Hesus, aking maging daan, Walang sariling nais, Iyong kalooban lang; Landas na Iyong pinili, gaano mang hirap, Ako ay tatalima, lugod Mo ang hanap.

Hawakan ang kamay ko, ako nga'y mahina, Hindi makapamuhay kung Ikaw ay wala; Hawakan ang kamay ko, Ikaw ang bahala, Landas na tatahakin, Ikaw ang magdala.

Panatag man o hindi, Ikaw ang pumili, Aking pagsusumamo — layon Mo ang mithi; Di ko ibig mamuno, Ikaw ang maghari, At mga pandinig ko, sa Iyo nakatali.

Hawakan ang kamay ko, ako nga'y mahina, Hindi makapamuhay kung Ikaw ay wala; Hawakan ang kamay ko, Ikaw ang bahala, Landas na tatahakin, Ikaw ang magdala.

Ang panahon ko'y Iyo, mabagal o mabilis, Walang sariling pasya, ayon sa Iyong nais; Kung nais Mong ako'y mga taon magtiis, Payapang huminto hanggang daan malinis.

Hawakan ang kamay ko, ako nga'y mahina, Hindi makapamuhay kung Ikaw ay wala; Hawakan ang kamay ko, Ikaw ang bahala, Landas na tatahakin, Ikaw ang magdala.

Saro ng aking buhay, Ikaw ang magpuno, Lumbay man o ligaya, ayon sa Iyong gusto; Pait nagiging tamis, kung kagustuhan Mo, Tamasa'y kamuhian, kung di galing sa Iyo.

Hawakan ang kamay ko, ako nga'y mahina, Hindi makapamuhay kung Ikaw ay wala; Hawakan ang kamay ko, Ikaw ang bahala, Landas na tatahakin, Ikaw ang magdala.

Ikaw ang Siyang pumili, lusog o sakit man, Ngiti man o pagluha, dungis man o ngalan; Lahat ng mga bagay, di ayon sa akin, Kaluwalhatian Mo ang siyang dapat kamtin.

Hawakan ang kamay ko, ako nga'y mahina, Hindi makapamuhay kung Ikaw ay wala; Hawakan ang kamay ko, Ikaw ang bahala, Landas na tatahakin, Ikaw ang magdala.