| Text: | God moves in a mysterious way |
| Author: | William Cowper 1731-1800 |
| Tune: | LONDON NEW |
1 God moves in a mysterious way
his wonders to perform;
he plants his footsteps in the sea
and rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
of never-failing skill
he treasures up his bright designs
and works his sovereign will.
3 You fearful saints, fresh courage take;
the clouds you so much dread
are big with mercy, and shall break
in blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
but trust him for his grace;
behind a frowning providence
he hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
unfolding every hour;
the bud may have a bitter taste,
but sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
and scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
and he will make it plain.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | God moves in a mysterious way |
| Author: | William Cowper 1731-1800 |
| Meter: | CM |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 2013 |
| Scripture: | ; |
| Topic: | The Father: His Providence; Disaster / Loss of life |
| Notes: | Alternate tune: IRISH 232 |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | LONDON NEW |
| Meter: | CM |
| Key: | D Major |
| Source: | Playford's Psalms, 1671; Adapted from NEWTOWN in Scottish Psalter 1635 |