I do not know the way, dear God,
That Thou wouldst have me go;
But this I know—
Thy way is best.
And so, rebelling not,
put my hand in Thine and, trustfully,
There let it rest;
Nor fear the dark, nor storm, for, lo!
Thou walkest here with me,
And I am blest.
Poems
TRUST
From the December 1940 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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