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

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