God holds the key of all unknown, And I am glad; If other hands should hold the key, Or if He trusted it to me, I might be sad, I might be sad. What if tomorrow???s cares were here Without its rest! I???d rather He unlocked the day; And, as the hours swing open, say, ???My will is best, My will is best.??? The very dimness of my sight Makes me secure; For, groping in my misty way, I feel His hand; I hear Him say, ???My help is sure, My help is sure.??? I cannot read His future plans; But this I know; I have the smiling of His face, And all the refuge of His grace, While here below, while here below. Enough! this covers all my wants, And so I rest! For what I cannot, He can see, And in His care I saved shall be, Forever blest, forever blest.