Veiled is the future before me

Veiled is the future before me;
Life’s checkered pathway I climb,
God in his goodness revealing
Only one step at a time.
Will the tomorrow be clouded?
Will it bring sunshine for me?
Let me lean harder, dear Saviour,
Let me lean harder on thee.

Sometime, I’ll come to the valley,
Where a grim shadow is thrown;
No human friend can go with me,
Leave me, O Lord, not alone!
Till that bright, beautiful morning,
When all the darkness shall flee,
Let me lean harder, dear Saviour,
Let me lean harder on thee.

by eliza e. hewitt  1851-1920