Sometimes, when life is getting hard,
It seems we're dealt some random card.

"If I got this, then there's no plan!
I'll just play on as best I can.

I'll try to swim, and not to sink."
Is often times what we think.

But in fact, the universe was planned
And guided by a caring Hand.

Although we've thought, when things occur,
They're random, though they really were

Guided by the One who planned
The fate of every grain of sand,

Planned patterns in the falling rain,
Each subtle wind across the plain.

He designed each flake of snow
There's nothing that he doesn't know.

Your life was planned by Him above
And everything comes out of love.