1 Through waves, through clouds and storms,
God gently clears the way;
We wait His time; so shall the night,
Soon end in blissful day.
2 He every where hath sawy,
And all things serve His might;
His ev'ry act pure blessing is,
His path unsullied light.
3 When He makes bare His arm,
Who shall His work withstand?
When He His people's cause defends,
Who then shall stay His hand?
4 We leave it to Himself
To choose and to command;
With wonder filled, we soon shall see
How wise, how strong His hand.
5 We comprehend Him not,
Yet earth and heaven tell
God sits as sov'reign on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Through waves, through clouds and storms |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1881 |