I do not know what next may come
Across my pilgrim way;
I do not know tomorrow’s road,
Nor see beyond today;
But this I know: My Savior knows
The path I cannot see,
And I can trust His wounded hand
To guide and care for me.
I do not know what may befall
Of sunshine or of rain;
I do not know what may be mine
Of pleasure or pain;
But this I know: My Savior knows
And whatsoe’er it be,
Still I can trust His love to give
What will be best for me.
I do not know what still awaits
Or what the future brings;
But with the glad salute of faith
I hail its opening wings!
For this I know: that in my Lord
Shall all my needs be met,
And I can trust the heart of Him
Who has not failed me yet.
E. M. Clarkson