I love to think my Father knows
Why I have missed the path I chose
And that I soon shall clearly see
The way He led was best for me.
He knows it all
My Father knows
He knows it all;
Thy bitter tears how fast they fall!
He knows
my Father knows it all.
The thorns I pluck with every rose
The daily griefs I seek to hide
From the dear souls I walk beside.
The strength or weakness of my foes
And that I need but stand and see
Each conflict end in victory.
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