1 Thou knowest, Lord, Thou knowest all about me,
And all the winding way my feet have trod;
And now Thou knwo'st I cannot go without Thee,
To guide me onward thro' the swelling flood.
2 Thou know'st my way —, how lone, how dark, how cheerless,
If Thy dear hand I fail in all to see;
Bright with Thy smile of love, my heart is fearless,
When in my weakness I can lean on Thee.
3 Give me Thy presence! Go Thou, Lord, before me,
Make a plain path where all is rough and drear;
So let me trust the love that watches o'er me,
And in the shadows still believe Thee near.
|First Line:||Thou knowest Lord, Thou knowest all about me|
|Title:||Thou, Lord, Knowest|
|Name:||[Thou knowest, Lord, Thou knowest all about me]|
|Composer:||M. L. Bradshaw|