My Father's way may twist and turn, My heart may throb and ache; But in my soul I'm glad to know He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plans may go astray, My hopes may fade away; But still I'll trust my Lord to lead, For He doth know the way.
Though night be dark and it may seem That day will never break, I'll pin my faith, my all on Him; He maketh no mistake.
There's so much now I cannot see, My eyesight's far too dim; But come what may, I'll simply trust and leave it all to Him.
For by and by the mist will lift, And plain it all He'll make; Through all the way, though dark to me, He made not one mistake.
He leadeth me ... Psalm 23:2
Thanks, Pegita. That is a beautiful poem. I think we may never know all that was wrought through our prayers here on earth, but one day all will be revealed. The fact that we are gathered together here tonight---praying in agreement across the country, praising the Almighty God Whom we serve---is no accident. May the Name of Jesus Christ be praised and glorified through all of our prayers and praises.
BTTT