• “I think of the love of God as a great river, pouring through us even as the waters pour through our ravine at floodtime. Nothing can keep this love from pouring through us, except of course our own blocking of the river. Do you sometimes feel that you have got to the end of your love for someone who refuses and repulses you? Such a thought is folly, for one cannot come to the end of what one has not got. We have no store of love at all. We are not jugs, we are riverbeds.” – Amy Carmichael

But God by Annie Johnson Flint

I know not, but God knows; 
Oh, blessed rest from fear!
All my unfolding days
To Him are plain and clear.
 
Each anxious, puzzled “Why?”
From doubt or dread that grows,
Finds answer in this thought;
I know not, but He knows.
 
I cannot, but God can;
Oh, balm for all my care!
The burden that I drop
His hand will lift and bear,
 
Though eagle pinions tire —
I walk where once I ran —
This is my strength, to know
I cannot, but God can.
 
I see not, but God sees;
Oh, all-sufficient light!
My dark and hidden way
To Him is always bright.
 
My strained and peering eyes
May close in restful ease,
And I in peace may sleep;
I see not, but He sees.
 
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4 Responses to But God by Annie Johnson Flint

  • Whitney says:

    Do you know when this was originally published?

    • womenof7 says:

      hi Whitney, I am not sure when the poem was published but Annie lived from 1866-1932. :) There is little said or known about the poem.

  • alison King says:

    Love this poem not least because I have been living in the name of God _EL ROI the God who see- for the past year. When the words of others hurt- God sees. When I don't react but zip-my-lip God sees. When I cant even form words around unspoken hurts and cares- God see.. A great book indeed is "The God who sees" by Tammy Maltby which id highly recommend for any hurting soul which does not only feed you "nice" stuff but offers lots of challenges along the way...Anyway sharing a short poem i wrote myself of late which I'm living in too "Grace folded in on grace, Like corners of a paper plane, Which then takes flight, And dances,`till it, Softly, Gently lands. Grace dance with me today. Grace land on me today" "My grace is sufficient for you" 2 Cor 12.9.

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