" His Way "
God bid me go when I would stay
('Twas cool within the wood);
I did not know the reason why.
I heard a boulder crashing by
Across the pathway I stood.
He bid me stay when I would go;
"Thy will be done", I said.
They found one day at early dawn,
Across the way I would have gone,
A serpent with a mangled head.
No more I ask the reason why,
Although I may not see
The path ahead, His way I go;
For though I know not,He doth know,
And He will choose safe paths for me .
- The Sunday School Times
1 comment:
This poem holds such beauty and truth. It really was an encouragement. reading this really just put me at ease on a day when I was wound puite tight with anxiety. Thank you, Kaitlyn.
Love,
Keriann
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