The Plan of the Master Weaver

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Our lives are but fine weavings 
That God and we prepare, 
Each life becomes a fabric planned 
And fashioned in his care . . .

We may not always see just how 
The weavings intertwine, 
But we must trust the Master's hand 
And follow His design,

For he can view the pattern 
Upon the upper side, 
While we must look from underneath 
And trust in Him to guide.

Sometimes a strand of sorrow 
Is added to His plan, 
And though it's difficult for us, 
We still must understand

That it's He who flies the shuttle, 
It's He who knows what's best, 
So we must weave in patience 
And leave to Him the rest . . .

Not till the loom is silent 
And the shuttles cease to fly 
Shall God unroll the canvas 
And explain the reason why --

The dark threads are as needed 
In the Weaver's skillful hand 
As the threads of gold and silver 
In the pattern He has planned.