He Knoweth The Way

Verse 1

I know not, the way is so misty, The joys or the griefs it shall bring; What clouds are o'er hanging the future, What flow'rs by the roadside may spring; But there's One who will journey beside me, Nor in weal nor in woe will forsake; And this be my solace and comfort, "He knoweth the way that I take."

Verse 2

I stand where the crossroads are meetings, And know not the right from the wrong; No beckoning finger directs me, No welcome floats to me in song; But my Guide will soon give me a token, By wilderness, mountain or lake. Whatever the darkness about me, "He knoweth the way that I take."

Verse 3

And I know that the way leadeth homeward, To the land of the pure and the blest; To the country of ever fair summer, To the city of peace and of rest; And there shall be healing for sickness, And fountains life's fever to slake. What matter beside? I go onward, "He knoweth the way that I take."