Trusting 

I know not what God hath in store

           Of good or ill

I know and seek to know no more

           Thank just His Will

 

Whether mid blossoms or mid blight

My days are spent

If He but guide my steps aright

I am content

 

If God uphold me in his strength

I shall not fall

His grace will be sufficient

He, is all in all

 

I only ask for patience still

To labor on

And whatsoever be His Will

His Will be done

 

God’s eye alone can see the end

For I am blind

I trust Him as a gracious friend

And He is kind

 

If darkness fall upon my way

And storms descend

I’ll cling the closer if I may

To His dear hand

 

I’ll lay my burdens at His feet

Tell Him my woes

Though some misjudge me it is sweet

To think, He knows

He knows and I’m content to wait

           His righteous will

My spirit hears glad to obey

           His, peace be still

 

If I may come through grace at last

           Before His throne

I’ll know my dear Redeemer then

As I am known

 

When in His glory I shall see

My mighty King

All earthly griefs shall flee away

And I shall sing

 

For God’s own hand shall dry my tears

Bid sorrow cease

And all will be through endless years

Most perfect peace

 

What matter if my light be dim

My way be rough

If it but leadeth me to Him

It is enough

 

So I will follow as I can

I’ll do my best

And in His tender loving hands

I’ll trust the rest