MY Father, it is good for me

Lord, when Thy way is in the sea, And strange to mortal sense, I see Thee in the mystery, And trust Thy providence.

I cannot grasp the secret things In this my dark abode; I may not reach with earthly wings The heights and depths of God.

So, faith and patience! wait awhile, Not doubting, not in fear; For soon in Heaven my Father’s smile Shall render all things clear.

Then Thou shalt end time’s short eclipse, Its dim uncertain night; Bring in the grand apocalypse, Reveal the perfect light.