He Maketh No Mistake

My Father’s way may twist and turn,
My heart may throb and ache;
But in my soul I’m glad I know
He maketh no mistake!

My cherished plans may go astray,
My dreams may fade away;
But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead,
For He doth know the way!

Though night be dark, and it may seem
That day will never break;
I’ll pin my faith, my all in Him,
He maketh no mistake!

There is so much now I cannot see,
My eyesight’s far too dim;
But come what may, I’ll simply trust
And leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift,
And plain it all He’ll make;
Through all the way, though dark to me,
He made not one mistake.

A.M. Overton

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5 Responses to He Maketh No Mistake

  1. N W Todd says:

    Was the poem’s author A. M. Overton the pastor who died July 14, 1952 in Fulton, Mississippi?

  2. Linda J Tower says:

    how can i get a copy of this Poem

  3. Linda J Tower says:

    and if possible a little history about the author

  4. russellmckinney says:

    Linda, here is an article that I copied and pasted off the Will County Baptist Temple Facebook page.

    A.M. Overton

    Born in 1900, he grew up in Toone, TN, the son of a farmer. He graduated from Union University in Jackson, TN, where he was a debate partner with J.D. Grey. He told the story that when they left college, J.D. said, “I am going to be president of the SBC,” to which he replied, “I will probably be so far out in the boondocks that I won’t hear about it.”

    In 1932, A.M. Overton, was a pastor of a church in Mississippi with a wife and three small children. His wife was pregnant with their fourth child but when it came time for delivery, there were complications and both she and the baby died. During the funeral service, the preacher officiating the service noticed him writing something on a piece of paper. After the service the minister asked him about it, and he handed him the paper with a poem he had just written which he titled, “He Maketh No Mistake”.

    Shortly afterwards, he married a lady from Baldwyn and then became the pastor of the Fulton Baptist Church [now FBC], about forty miles from Baldwyn. Fulton is a county seat town just a few miles west of the Alabama state line, about fifty miles south of the Tennessee state line. Four children were born to that marriage in Fulton: a son, two daughters and another son. His preaching ministry was that of expository preacher. He almost always preached through books of the Bible, one on Sunday morning, another on Sunday night, and another on Wednesday night.

    His activities were many. He began a radio program around 1945, a Saturday morning “Radio Bible Class.” This grew into a network of several stations in several states nearby; then later he added some large “clear channel” stations in Texas and Mexico that covered a large part of the nation. He received mail from all over the country in response to his radio programs. He once received a letter of H.A. Ironside of Moody Church, Chicago, very well-known at that time, commending him for his good work.

    He never, ever asked for money, but it came unsolicited and was the entire financial provision for the programs. His address was simply, A.M. Overton, Fulton, MS. He once received a letter addressed to A.M. Fulton, Overton, MS. Somehow, he got it! By the way, the Lord’s provision of finances for the radio ministry was a story in itself. Countless times he came to the absolute last day that bills had to be paid, without sufficient funds to pay them, but the last mail delivery on the last day would always have the needed amount, often almost to the dollar!

    He pastored FBC until his death. His life was cut short by colon cancer that began in 1951. He had surgery at the Baptist Hospital in Memphis, TN, and later returned to the pulpit for a while, but after a few months the cancer resumed it relentless march through his body. He suffered much pain for several months before his death in July of 1952, at the age of 52.

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