I have no idea who wrote this song. I learned it off of a cassette tape a friend loaned me about fifteen years ago or so. I have searched for it on the web, but to no avail. All I know is that this song moved me deeply the first time I heard it, and I knew I needed to learn it and make it a part of my repertoire. It is my prayer that this song will move others to search their own hearts as well.

Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him;
Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.
I lay all my heart on His alter,
And rest in His infinite care;
Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.

As God molds the clay for a vessel,
It may be a task full of pain,
But knowing the heart of the Potter,
A vessel of love will He frame.

Though He slay me....

Each thread of my life weaves a pattern
The Lord has laid out in advance;
A fabric that's fashioned with beauty:
The Master leaves nothing to chance.

Though He slay me....