I've heard it said God shuts His eyes
To misery and human woe.
That He is deaf before the cries
Of all His children here below.
And though at times it does appear
That evil triumphs over good.
How little faith if I should fear
To trust Him when He said I could.
It may be true a kindly deed
Puts not a penny in my purse.
And yet by every code and creed
It never made me any worse.
And if some dreams do not come true,
And if some plans may turn out wrong,
Eachh new day holds a joy or two,
That I may purchase for a song.
I do not have to give account
FOr disappointments and for tears.
But I must pay in like amount,
For shallow mind and wasted years.
The doubter scoffs, the cynic smiles.
But what is that to me.
When my Companion through the miles
Is sucha one as He.
How many times i"ve called His Name.
And found Him by my side,
Forgiving all, absolving blame
That others have denied.
So let them say God does not care,
I know it is not true.
For there is no one anywhere,
Who does what God can do!
