Hereafter thou shalt know; in this I rest,
Since Thou hast willed it so, whose will is best;
I walk by faith; what though I do not see?
Thou seest all; this is enough for me.

And so I stand and wait, till Thou shalt ope
Into the light the gate; with glowing hope
That brighter than my brightest thought shall be
The full unfolding of Thy love to me.

Meanwhile, I cannot tell why things are so;
But this, Thou doest well, I surely know.
The clouds may veil the sun, and tears mine eyes;
Still reigns my Lord beyond these curtained skies.

And so I quiet my heart as on Thy breast;
That Thou my Fa­ther art lulls me to rest;
A weary child, on Thee my soul is stilled;
Do as Thou wilt, for Thou the best hast willed.

Have Thine own way with me; all things perform
If in the calm I be, or in the storm;
How sweet, when cloud and storm are overpast,
Just to be home, and with my God at last.