He’s helping me now this moment, though I may not see it or hear
Perhaps by a friend far distant, perhaps by a stranger near
Perhaps by a spoken message, perhaps by the printed word
In ways that I know and know not, I have the help of the Lord.
He’s helping me now this moment, however I need it most
Perhaps by a single angel, perhaps by a mighty host
Perhaps by the chain that fetters me or the walls that shut me in
In ways that I know and know not, He keeps me from harm and sin.
He’s guiding me now this moment, in pathways easy or hard
Perhaps by a door wide open, perhaps by a door fast barred
Perhaps by a joy withheld, perhaps by a gladness given
In ways that I know and know not, He’s leading me up to heaven
He’s using me now this moment, and whether I go or stand
Perhaps by a plan accomplished, perhaps when He stays my hand
Perhaps by a word in season, perhaps by a silent prayer
In ways that I know and know not, His labor of love I share
-Annie Johnson Flint
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"Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief", "Mend My Broken Heart", "Questions to God", "To Love an Invisible God", "Defending My Catholic Faith", and more - click here.
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