He Knows...
This was a poem a dear sister in the Lord gave to me today... she is a blessing and such a help.
This was a poem a dear sister in the Lord gave to me today... she is a blessing and such a help.
He Knows
Author Unknown
He knows it all - the winding path,
The sky o'ercast and gray,
The steepness of the mountainside,
The roughness of the way.
He knows it all - the haunting fear,
The doubtings that distress,
The wond'rings and perplexities,
And all the strain and stress.
He knows it all - each troubled thought,
Each anxious wave of care,
And every burden, every grief,
Or cross that you must bear.
He know it all - your weight of woe,
Your often tear-dimmed eye,
The stabbing pain, the slow, dull ache,
And sorrow's broken cry.
He knows it all - He understands
The struggles that you face.
He knows it all! He'll clasp your hand,
And help you win the race!
Until next time,
Jean
Author Unknown
He knows it all - the winding path,
The sky o'ercast and gray,
The steepness of the mountainside,
The roughness of the way.
He knows it all - the haunting fear,
The doubtings that distress,
The wond'rings and perplexities,
And all the strain and stress.
He knows it all - each troubled thought,
Each anxious wave of care,
And every burden, every grief,
Or cross that you must bear.
He know it all - your weight of woe,
Your often tear-dimmed eye,
The stabbing pain, the slow, dull ache,
And sorrow's broken cry.
He knows it all - He understands
The struggles that you face.
He knows it all! He'll clasp your hand,
And help you win the race!
Until next time,
Jean
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