A.M. Overton
My Father's way may twist and turn,
my heart may throb and ache,
but in my soul I'm glad to know,
He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plan may go astray,
my hopes may fade away,
but still I'll trust my Lord to lead
for he doth know the way.
Tho' night be dark and it may seem
that day will never break,
I'll pin my faith, my all on Him,
He maketh no mistake.
There's so much now I cannot see
my eyesight's far too dim,
but come what may, I'll simply trust
and leave it all with Him.
For by and by the mist will lift
and plain it all He'll make,
through all the way, tho' dark to me,
He made not on mistake.
