1

Tchee-tchilth-See-am talswal lay Mal,

Tlay talswal ke-a’tl e-tila tumokh,

Ay-e-kwus may e-wis-thawmikh kwulls skwell

“Taswas skwi-la-wal.”

2

Yawswa tawtayls-thawmikh ta lee-awm,

Yawswa mays kulth tal skwilawal,

Ay-e-kwus owe-awts thuts-thawma See-am;

“Taswas skwilawal.”

My God and Father, while I stray

Far from my home, on life’s rough way,

Oh, teach me from my heart to say,

“Thy will be done.”

What tho’ in lonely grief I sigh

For friends beloved, no longer nigh,

Submissive still would I reply,

“Thy will be done.”

Renew my will from day to day,

Blend it with thine, and take away

All that now makes it hard to say,

“Thy will be done.”