Saturday, June 21, 2008

He Maketh No Mistake

My dad, a preacher/police officer (yes, it's possible) sent me this wonderful poem by A.M. Overton four days after Benjamin was born. It was written in 1932, so the language is a bit archaic. But the truth of the words give me strength. I literally cannot read it aloud without my voice cracking and tears flowing out of my eyes. God is *so* good to us, and He is in such control. I may not understand why, but I understand Who.

By A.M. Overton

My Father’s way may twist and turn,
My heart may throb and ache.
But in my soul I’m glad I know,
He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,
My hopes may fade away,
But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead
For He doth know the way.

Tho’ night be dark and it may seem
That day will never break;
I’ll pin my faith, my all in Him.
He maketh no mistake.

There’s so much now I cannot see,
My eyesight’s far too dim;
But come what may, I’ll simply trust
And leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift
And plain it all He’ll make,
Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,
He made not one mistake.

by A. M. Overton (1932)


J&G's Mommy said...

Angela, this is such a great poem. I am definitely snagging it, and will have it printed. It is really great and *so* true.

jmason said...

That gave me goosebumps...that is a beautiful poem.

Rob Overton said...

This poem was written by my grandfather, AM Overton, in 1932 during the funeral for his wife. I am amazed at the number of times that it has been used over the years at funerals. - Rob Overton