“He knoweth the way that I take.”
Yes, the Lord knows all about it—
All about the path I tread;
All about the path I’ve journeyed,
All about the path ahead.
All my footsteps He has ordered,
And what greater joy can be
Than to know that, smooth or rugged,
Still He understandeth me.
Yes, the Lord knows all about it—
All about the pain we bear;
Not a pang, in mind or body
That He does not fully share.
Yes, the Lord knows all about it—
All about thy conflict sore;
With the all too many failures,
But the issue ever sure.
For we’ve this undimmed assurance,
Based on His unerring Word—
Though Satanic hosts assail us,
We shall triumph in the Lord!
Yes, the Lord knows all about it—
Whatsoe’er the “It” may be—
Burdens, sorrows, losses, weakness—
Each is ordered ministry.
Hush then, O impatient spirit,
Though the billows o’er me roll;
‘Tis His loved ones whom He chastens—
Love is fashioning the soul.
Heaven is our fatherland,
Heaven is our home.
Listen to the words of one who had abundant share of hardships while in this world, “I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that shall be revealed in us.” Rom. 8:1818For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. (Romans 8:18).
ML 12/17/1961