My Father's way may twist and turn,
   My heart may throb and ache;
But in my soul I'm glad I know
   He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,
   My hopes may fade away;
But still I'll trust my Lord to lead,
   For He doth know the way.

Tho' night be dark and it may seem
   That day will never bread,
I'll pin my faith, my all, in Him;
  He maketh no mistake.

There's so much now I cannot see,
   My eyesight far too dim;
But come what may, I'll simply trust
   And leave it all to Him.
 
For bye and bye the mist will lift,
   And plain it all He'll make.
Through all the way, tho' dark to me,
   He made not one mistake!

            March 1989 "The Gospel Standard"