A Song of Trust by Ernest G. Wellesley Wesley

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D.C. · May 14, 1908

A Song of Trust

By Ernest G. Wellesley Wesley

I would not seek to know God’s “when,” For he doth not reveal to men     The hour of his own will. Content am I his time to bide; In his deep love I safe confide;     And there I rest so still.

I would not seek to know God’s “why,” Which hid from mortal mind must lie,     Until to man made known; That God doth choose sufficeth me; I would not all his working see,     Till step by step ’tis shown.

I would not seek to know God’s “how,” His wisdom’s way he shows not now;     But love all things doth guide; When doubt, with subtle art, assails, All-conquering faith o’er all prevails;     My plans I lay aside.

I would not seek to know God’s “where,” Provided he doth lead me there;     Since he will guard my way. God’s paths all end in life and light; True faith, at last, will change to sight;     The night, to cloudless day.

God’s “when” and “why,” God’s     “how” and “where,” I leave in his all-loving care:     He knows: I ask no more. I ne’er could plan my way alone, My utter helplessness I own,     And his sweet will adore.

— Ernest G. Wellesley Wesley.