I do not ask to see the way My feet will have to tread; But only that my soul may feed Upon the living Bread. ’Tis better far that I should walk By faith close to His side; I may not know the way I go, But oh, I know my Guide.
His love can never fail, His love can never fail, My soul is satisfied to know His love can never fail.
And if my feet would go astray, They cannot, for I know That Jesus guides my falt’ring steps, As joyfully I go. And tho’ I may not see His face, My faith is strong and clear, That in each hour of sore distress My Savior will be near.
I will not fear, tho’ darkness come Abroad o’er all the land, If I may only feel the touch Of His own loving hand. And tho’ I tremble when I think How weak I am, and frail, My soul is satisfied to know His love can never fail.
In heavenly love abiding, no change my heart shall fear. And safe in such confiding, for nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me, my heart may low be laid, But God is round about me, and can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me, no want shall turn me back. My Shepherd is beside me, and nothing can I lack. His wisdom ever waking, His sight is never dim. He knows the way He’s taking, and I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before me, which yet I have not seen. Bright skies will soon be over me, where darkest clouds have been. My hope I cannot measure, my path to life is free. My Savior has my treasure, and He will walk with me.