1 He knoweth the way I am taking,
The sorrow-crowned way of the cross,
He knoweth the choice I am making,
The gold from the dross.
Refrain:
He knoweth the way that I take,
His child will he never forsake;
I’ll trust him to lead, for he knoweth
The way that I take.
2 His eye all my pathway is guiding,
His ear ever lists for my cry,
And under his wings I am hiding
When danger is nigh. [Refrain]
3 When troubles and trials come speeding,
Or ‘neath great temptations I bend,
I look unto him who is leading,
My soul to defend. [Refrain]
4 I walk with his guidance securely
The path that leads upward today,
His feet trod the pathway, and surely
He knoweth the way. [Refrain]
Source: The Finest of the Wheat No. 3 #64