The ways of God may seem to us
The ways of trouble sore,
But in his love he plans for us
What can we wish for more. 

So trust and wait, what’re may be
If only understood
Someday his reason we will see,
And know twas for our good. 

I love to feel my hand in thine
I want to trust thee more,
The clouds will pass, the sun will shine
We wait the glorious morn. 

When we shall see him as he is
Our shepherd and our king
And know for sure that we are his
What joy this thought will bring.