November 3
I know not the way that my Saviour may lead,
How strongly the world may allure;
I know not the morrow of gladness or need,
But I know that His promise is sure.
I know not what comrades my Saviour may send,
What fellowships faithful and pure;
But He will be faithful as Comrade and Friend,
For I know that His promise is sure.
I know not how soon He may whisper my name,
How long He may bid me endure;
But longer or shorter, the way is the same,
Since I know that His promise is sure.
Chorus
I know that His promise is sure, is sure,
I know that His promise is sure;
I know my dear Lord, and I trust His word,
For I know that His promise is sure.
Jessie Brown Pounds
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