He Makes No Mistake

My Father’s way may twist and turn,

                My heart may throb and ache,

But in my soul I’m glad I know,

                He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,

                My hopes may fade away,

But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead

                For He doth know the way.

Tho’ night be dark and it may seem

                That day will never break;

I’ll pin my faith, my all in Him,

                He maketh no mistake.

There’s so much now I cannot see,

                My eyesight’s far too dim;

But come what may, I’ll simply trust

                And leave it all to Him.

For by-and-by the mist will lift

                And plain it all He’ll make.

Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,

                He made not one mistake.

                                                A.M.Overton