He Maketh No Mistake

By A. M. Overton

My Father’s way may twist and turn,
My heart may throb and ache,
But in my soul I’m glad I know
He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,
My hopes may fade away,
But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead
For He doth know the way.

Tho’ night be dark and it may seem
That day will never break;
I’ll put my faith, my all in him,
He maketh no mistake.

There’s so much now I cannot see
My eyesight’s far too dim;
But come what may, I’ll simply trust
And leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift
And plain it all He’ll make,
Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,
He made not one mistake.

(A. M. Overton was a pastor who lost his beloved wife in 1932 and for her funeral he wrote this incredible poem).