Tuesday, April 12, 2016


"The Lord knowth them that are His" (11 Timothy 2:19)

I do not know what next may come
Across my pilgrim way,
I do not know tomorrow's road
Nor see beyond today,
But this I know- My Savior knows
The path I cannot see,
And I can trust His Wounded hand
To guild and care for me.

I do not know what may befall
Of sunshine or of rain,
I do not know what may be mine
Of pleasure or of pain.
But This I know - My Savior knows,
And whatsoe'er  it will be,
Still I can trust His Love to give
What will be best for me.

I do not know what still waits
Or what the marrow brings,
But with the glad salute of faith
I hail its opening wings!
For this I know - That in My Lord
Shall all my needs be met,
And I can trust the heart of Him
Who has not failed me yet.
By E. Margaret Clarkson


Tim Shey said...

Very inspiring poem.

"Faith never knows where it is being led, but it loves and knows the one who is leading."

--Oswald Chambers

Elizabeth Parker said...

Yes! Thank you my friend!
That is so right and so beautiful.