Text: | He Holds the Key |
Author: | Rev. John Parker |
Tune: | [He holds the key of all unknown] |
Composer: | Geo. C. Stebbins |
1 He holds the key of all unknown,
And I am glad;
If other hands should hold the key,
Or, if He trusted it to me,
I might be sad,
I might be sad.
2 What if tomorrow's cares were here
Without its rest?
I'd rather He unlocked the day
And as the hours swing open say,
“My will is best,”
“My will is best.”
3 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,”
“My help is sure.”
4 I cannot read His future plans,
But this I know;
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace,
While here below,
While here below.
5 Enough; this covers all my wants,
And so I rest;
For, what I cannot, He can see,
And in His care I safe shall be,
Forever blest,
Forever blest.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | He holds the key of all unknown |
Title: | He Holds the Key |
Author: | Rev. John Parker |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1887 |
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Tune Information | |
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Name: | [He holds the key of all unknown] |
Composer: | Geo. C. Stebbins |