[102 words] He holds the key to all unknown,And I am glad;If other hands should hold the key,I might be sad. What if tomorrow’s cares werehere without its rest?I’d rather He unlocked the dayAnd as it’s hours swung open,say “My will is best.” I cannot read His future plans,But this I know,I have the smiling of His faceAnd all the refuge of His graceWhile here below. Enough, this covers all my needs,And so I restFor what I cannot, He can see,And in His love I e’er shall beForever blest. John Parker…