“Being perplexed, I say,
Lord, make it right!
Night is as day to Thee,
Darkness as light.
I am afraid to touch things
That involve so much,
My trembling hand may shake,
My skilless hand may break;
Thine can make no mistake.
“Being in doubt, I say,
Lord, make it plain!
Which is the true, safe way?
Which would be vain?
I am not wise to know,
Nor sure of port to go;
My blind eyes cannot see
What is so plain to Thee;
Lord, make it clear to me.”
We often think owe could do better if things were in our hands. We think we could direct our affairs so as to get more happiness and greater good out of life. Sometimes it seems to us that many things go wrong, and that the consequences to us are very calamitous. It must be confessed that there is in the world a great deal of discontent with the ways of Providence. Not many people seem to be quite satisfied with their circumstances, and there are many who think that the divine dealings with them are not in accordance with that love which they are told directs the affairs of all God’s children.
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