I prayed, and God my Father, answered me,
In His own way:
He sent the darkness, that unquestioning
I might obey,
And after night's drear tempest, find through truth
Love's perfect day.
In His own way:
He sent the darkness, that unquestioning
I might obey,
And after night's drear tempest, find through truth
Love's perfect day.
My prayer for guidance, too was not in vain,
My heart He knew,
And how the path I gladly would have trod,
Though fair to view,
Was not the narrow one that leads to life
Perfect and true.
My heart He knew,
And how the path I gladly would have trod,
Though fair to view,
Was not the narrow one that leads to life
Perfect and true.
And so He led me in His own good way,
And when I cried,
And asked for patience, then my griefs and pains
Were multiplied,
That my poor heart might sooner yield its will
To His, my Guide,
And through my tears and anguish, learn to trust
Him to provide.
And when I cried,
And asked for patience, then my griefs and pains
Were multiplied,
That my poor heart might sooner yield its will
To His, my Guide,
And through my tears and anguish, learn to trust
Him to provide.
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