I do not ask to see the way
My feet will have to tread;
But only that my soul may feed
Upon the living Bread.
’Tis better far that I should walk
By faith close to His side;
I may not know the way I go
But oh
I know my guide.
His love can never fail
His love can never fail
My soul is satisfied to know
His love can never fail.
And if my feet would go astray
They cannot
for I know
That Jesus guides my faltering steps
As joyfully I go.
And tho’ I may not see His face
My faith is strong and clear
That in each hour of sore distress
My Savior will be near.
I will not fear
tho’ darkness come
Abroad o’er all the land
If I may only feel the touch
Of His own loving hand.
And tho’ I tremble when I think
How weak I am
and frail
My soul is satisfied to know
His love can never fail.