Not Knowing (Sent by a Friend)

I know not what will befall me! God hangs a mist o'er my eyes; And o'er each step of my onward path He makes new scenes arise, And every joy he sends me comes, As a sweet and glad surprise. I see not a step before me, As I tread the days of the year, But the past is still in God's keeping, The future His mercy shall clear, And what looks dark in the distance May brighten as I draw near. For perhaps the dreaded future, Has less bitterness than I think; The Lord may sweeten the water,...