HIS WAY

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 　　　　　　　　　　

The Sunday School Times