My Father’s way may twist and turn,
My heart may throb and ache.
But in my soul I’m glad I know,
He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plans may go astray,
My hopes may fade away,
But still Ill 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 in Him.
He maketh no mistake.
There’s so much now I cannot see,
My eyesight’s far too dim;
But come what may, Ill simply trust
And leave it all to Him.
For by and by the mist will lift
And plain it all Hell make,
Through all the way, tho dark to me,
He made not one mistake.