I'm looking for a poem that begins with
"The key of the unknown"
Some of the other lines are
And I am glad
If others should hold the key
This is my first time for using this website. Hope I'm asking an appropriate question!
Thanks for your help.
by rev. John Parker
God holds the key of the unknown
And I am glad.
If other hands should hold the key
Or if He trusted it to me
I would be sad.
What if tomorrow's cares were here
Without its rest ?
I had rather He unlock the day
And as the hours swing open say
"My will is best !"
The very dimness of my sight
Makes me secure
For groping in my misty way
I feel His hands - I hear Him say :
"My help is sure"
I cannot read His future plan,
but this I know :
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace,
While here below.
Enough. This covers all my want,
and so I rest.
For what I cannot He can see,
and in His care I sure shall be
Thank you so much for this! I have an older lady in my congregation who remembered this poem from many years ago and she's thrilled to have all the words.
Lovely poem, Ilza - I'm so glad you found it. It covers all the reasons I hate all this obsession with horoscopes and fortune telling - and says it so much better than I could.
James ll (if not him, then Charles) suggested to the astrologer that wanted to tell him the future that he could come to Newmarket with him to give him the winners.
It sounds more like Charles than James, somehow.
Hey, did you ever see a headline 'Psychic wins lottery?'
No , but the Psychic around the corner just went out of business !