I Cannot Always See the Way

I can­not al­ways see the way that leads to heights ab­ove

And some­times I for­get He leads me on with hand of love

But yet I know the path must lead me to Im­ma­nu­el’s land

And when I leave life’s sum­mit I shall know and un­der­stand.

I can­not al­ways trace the on­ward course my ship must take

But

look­ing back­ward

I be­hold afar its shin­ing wake

Illumined with God’s light of love

and so I on­ward go

In per­fect trust that He who holds the helm the course must know.

I can­not al­ways see the plan on which He builds my life

For oft the sound of ham­mers

blow and blow the noise of strife

Confuse me till I quite for­get He knows and ov­er­sees.

And that in all de­tails

with His good plan my life agrees.

I can­not al­ways know and un­der­stand the Mas­ter’s rule;

I can­not al­ways do the tasks He gives in life’s hard school;

But I am learn­ing with His help to solve them

one by one.

And when I can­not un­der­stand

to say Thy will be done.