God bade 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 path where I stood.
He bade 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, safe paths for me.
And He will choose
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