I see a person bending
Beneath a heavy load
So many “whys” and “wherefores”
Are in that burden stowed
Each day the weight is growing
The back more crooked bent
Despairing and despondent
The heart within is rent!
But outstretched hands are waiting
Within each laden day
A whispering voice is pleading
Upon his darkened way
Give up your burden dear one
Just hand it o’er to Me
Then you can walk uprightly
My way more clearly see!
Oh change the “whys” and “wherefores”
And let God’s will be done
For child, when they are lifted
‘Tis half the battle won
The load is so much lighter
The path more smooth ahead
When God doth bear beside you
That crushing load of lead!
