My Times and My Tears

I cannot guess the future;
The past I cannot change;

I cannot guess the future;
The past I cannot change;
My present situation
I cannot re-arrange.
My life is full of questions
That I don’t understand,
But God my Father tells me,
My times are in His hand.

And I can trust my Father;
He knows my deepest fears;
He understands my troubles,
And gathers up my tears.
He has both strength and mercy;
The world’s at his command,
And I can trust Him fully,
My times are in His hand.

In life’s diverse afflictions,
In heartache fed by fears,
In all the disappointments
Of all the changing years,
My Father gives me comfort;
He knows how all things stand;
My tears are in His bottle;
My times are in His hand.

Nita Brainard

August 25, 2009