1 I do not ask, I would not know,
What Time is bringing me;
I only pray, come weal or woe,
That I may faithful be.
Where He doth lead I’ll follow on,
Whate’er the cost may be;
And in the dawning that awaits
I shall His glory see.
2 The future in God’s keeping lies;
The past He doth command;
To Him I lift my fearless eyes,
Nor ask to understand. [Refrain]
3 Under the shadow of His wings
I lodge, while Time is spent,
And glorify the word that brings
The secret of content. [Refrain]Source: The Voice of Thanksgiving #141