Trusting by Gertrude Benedict Curtis

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 28, 1911

Trusting

By Gertrude Benedict Curtis

I CAN not always see the way that leads To heights above; I sometimes quite forget He leads me on With hand of love. But yet I know the path must lead me to Immanuel’s land, And when I reach life’s summit, I shall know, And understand.

I can not always trace the onward course My ship must take; But, looking backward, I behold afar Its shining wake, Illumined with God’s light of love, and so I onward go In perfect trust that he who holds the helm The course must know.

I can not always see the plan on which He builds my life, For oft the sound of hammers, blow on blow, The noise of strife, Confuse me till I quite forget he knows And oversees, And that in all details with his good plan My life agrees.

I can not always know and understand The Master’s rule; I can not always do the tasks he gives In life’s hard school; But I am learning with his help to solve Them one by one, And, when I can not understand, to say, “Thy will be done.”

— Gertrude Benedict Curtis, in Christian Courier.