I may not always understand
Love's gentle leading;
When human needs and human strife
have darkened thought,
I may not always hear my Father
softly pleading,
Son, I am leading thee, from paths
with danger fraught.
Though I may tarry through dark hours
of idle dreaming,
His tender love is guarding, and
He will provide
A sure release from strife and discord's
woeful seeming,
If I but listen for His voice—
in Love confide.
Poems
IF I LISTEN
From the October 1940 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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