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Your Father Knows

Psalm 1; Psalm 73:25-26
Annie Flint March, 13 2025 Video & Audio
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Annie Flint March, 13 2025
Your Father Knows

Annie Johnson Flint, 1923

God knows the need of my life,
For shelter and clothing and food;
In each trifling care of the day,
The word of His promise is good.

He knows my thought from afar,
The wish that I never have told,
And every unspoken desire,
His wisdom grants or withholds.

He knows the way that I take;
Each step of that way He has planned;
And, walking through sunshine or storm,
I walk in the shade of His hand.

In deserts untrodden and drear,
Where foes in the darkness may hide,
He leaves me never alone;
He sends me light and a guide.

God knows the need of my soul,
The trial that calls for His grace,
The weakness that leans on His strength,
The fear that looks up to His face.

He knows what sifting is best,
To scatter the chaff from the wheat,
And lay all my self-righteous pride,
Low down in the dust at His feet.

He knows me yet He can love,
Can wait with love's patience divine,
My stubborn and arrogant heart,
Its will to His own to resign.

He knows my frame is but dust;
He knows how much it can bear;
I rest in that knowledge supreme;
I trust in His power and care.

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God knows the need of my life
For shelter and clothing and food In each trifling care of
the day The word of His promise is good He knows my thought from afar
♪ A wish that I never have told ♪ ♪ And every unspoken desire
♪ ♪ His wisdom grants or withholds ♪ ♪ He knows the way that I take
♪ ♪ Each step of that way He has planned ♪ ♪ And walking through
sunshine or storm ♪ ♪ I walk in the shade of His hand ♪ In deserts untrodden and drear
Where foes in the darkness may hide He leaves me never alone
He sends me light and a guide God knows the need of my soul
The trial that calls for His grace The weakness that leans
on His strength A fear that looks up to his face He knows what
sifting is best To scatter the chaff from the wheat Lay all my self-righteous pride
Low down in the dust at His feet He knows me yet He can love Can
wait with love's patience divine My stubborn and arrogant heart
It's will to His own to resign He knows my frame is but dust
He knows how much it can bear I rest in that knowledge supreme
I trust in His power and care
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