What tho' the way be lonely And dark shadows fall; I know where'er it leadeth, My Father planned it all. There may be sunshine tomorrow, Shadows may break and flee; 'Twill be the way He chooses, my Father's plan for me. I sing thru the shade and the sunshine, I'll trust Him whatever befall; I sing for I cannot be silent - My Father planned it all. He guides my falt'ring footsteps Along the weary way, For well He knows the pathway Will lead to endless day. A day of light and gladness On which no shade will fall; 'Tis this at last awaits me - My Father planned it all. I sing thru the shade and the sunshine, I'll trust Him whatever befall; I sing for I cannot be silent - My Father planned it all.