I do not ask to see the way
My feet will have to tread;
But on­ly that my soul may feed
Upon the liv­ing Bread.
’Tis bet­ter far that I should walk
By faith close to His side;
I may not know the way I go,
But oh, I know my guide.

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His love can ne­ver fail,
His love can ne­ver fail,
My soul is sa­tis­fied to know
His love can ne­ver fail.

And if my feet would go as­tray,
They can­not, for I know
That Je­sus guides my fal­ter­ing steps,
As joy­ful­ly I go.
And tho’ I may not see His face,
My faith is strong and clear,
That in each hour of sore dis­tress
My Sav­ior will be near.

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I will not fear, tho’ dark­ness come
Abroad o’er all the land,
If I may only feel the touch
Of His own lov­ing hand.
And tho’ I trem­ble when I think
How weak I am, and frail,
My soul is sa­tis­fied to know
His love can ne­ver fail.

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