GOD HOLDS THE KEY.
God holds the key of .til unknown, And 1 am glad; If other hands should hold the key, Or if He trusted it to me, 1 might be sad. What if to-morrow's cares were here, Without its rest? I’d rather He unlock the door, And as the hours swing open, say, "My will is best." The very dimness of my sight Makes me secure; For groping in my misty way, I feel His hand —I hear Him say, "My help is sure." I cannot read His future plan, But this I know, I have the smiling of His face, And all the refuge of His grace, While here below. Enough, this covers all my want, And so I rest; For what I cannot, He can see, And in His care I sure shall be Forever blest. —Rev. John Parker.
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White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 248, 18 February 1916, Page 3
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143GOD HOLDS THE KEY. White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 248, 18 February 1916, Page 3
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