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God moves in a mysterious way

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXII (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 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 sov'reign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye 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. Languages: English
God moves in a mysterious way
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God moves in a mysterious way

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXII (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 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 sov'reign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye 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 ev'ry 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. Languages: English
God moves in a mysterious way
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Trust in God

Author: Lyte Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #13 (1875) Topics: Trust In Providence First Line: My trust is in the Lord Scripture: Psalm 25:14 Tune Title: HADDAM
Trust in God
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God moves in a mysterious way

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #477 (1899) Topics: Trust In Providence Lyrics: 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 Ye fearful saints! fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and will 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 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain. God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: HERMON
God moves in a mysterious way
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Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXVII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear, Thy great provider still is near; Who fed thee last, will feed thee still, Be calm and sink into his will. 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky, In mercy stoops to hear thy cry; His promise all may freely claim, "Ask and receive in Jesu's name." 3 His stores are open all and free To such as truly upright be; Water and bread he'll give for food With all things else which he sees good. 4 Your sacred hairs which are so small, By God himself are numbered all: This truth he's publish'd all abroad, That men may learn to trust the Lord. 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, And sends them food as they have need, Altho' they nothing have in store, Yet as they lack he gives them more. 6 Then do not seek, with anxious care, What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear: Your heav'nly Father will you feed, He knows that all these things you need. 7 Without reserve, give Christ your heart; Let him his righteousness impart; Then all things else he'll freely give, With him you all things shall receive. 8 Thus shall the soul be truly blest, That seeks in God his only rest, May I that happy person be, In time, and in eternity! Languages: English
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
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Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXVII (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear, Thy great provider still is near; Who fed thee last, will feed thee still, Be calm, and sink into his will. 2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky, In mercy stoops to hear thy cry; His promise all may freely claim, "Ask and receive in Jesu's name." 3 His stores are open all and free To such as truly upright be; Water and bread he'll give for food, With all things else which he sees good. 4 Your sacred hairs which are so small, By God himself are number'd all: This truth he's publish'd all abroad, That men may learn to trust the Lord. 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, And sends them food as they have need, Altho' they nothing have in store, Yet as they lack he gives them more. 6 Then do not seek, with anxious care, What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear: Your heav'nly Father will you feed, He knows that all these things you need. 7 Without reserve, give Christ your heart; Let him his righteousness impart; Then all things else he'll freely give, With him you all things shall receive. 8 Thus shall the soul be truly blest, That seeks in God his only rest: May I that happy person be, In time, and in eternity! Scripture: Luke 12:31 Languages: English
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
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Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXVII (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear, Thy great Provider still is near; Who fed thee last will feed thee still, Be calm, and sink into his will. 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky, In mercy stoops to hear thy cry; His promise all may freely claim, "Ask and receive in Jesu's name." 3 His stores are open all and free To such as truly upright be; Water and bread he'll give for food, With all things else which he sees good. 4 Your sacred hairs which are so small, By God himself are number'd all: This truth he's publish'd all abroad, That men may learn to trust the Lord. 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, And sends them food as they have need, Altho' they nothing have in store, Yet as they lack he gives them more. 6 Then do not seek, with anxious care, What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear; Your heav'nly Father will you feed, He knows that all these things you need. 7 Without reserve, give Christ your heart: Let him his righteousness impart; Then all things else he'll freely give; With him you all things shall receive. 8 Thus shall the soul be truly blest, That seeks in God his only rest: May I that happy person be, In time, and in eternity! Scripture: Luke 12:31 Languages: English
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
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Trust in God

Author: Lyte Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #57 (1875) Topics: Trust In Providence First Line: My spirit on Thy care Scripture: Psalm 31
Trust in God
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Sometimes a light surprises

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #458 (1899) Topics: Trust In Providence; Trust In Providence Lyrics: 1 Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord, Who rises With healing in His wings; When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God’s salvation, And find it ever new; Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let an unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing But He will bear us through; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe His people, too: Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed; And He who feeds the ravens, Will give His children bread. 4 Though neither vine nor fig-tree Its wonted fruit should bear, Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there; Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: EVARTS
Sometimes a light surprises
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There's not a bird with lonely nest

Author: Anon. Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #487 (1899) Topics: Trust In Providence Lyrics: 1 There’s not a bird with lonely nest, In pathless wood or mountain crest, Nor meaner thing, which does not share, O God, in Thy paternal care. 2 Each barren crag, each desert rude, Holds Thee within its solitude; And Thou dost bless the wanderer there, Who makes his solitary prayer. 3 In busy mart and crowded street, No less than in the still retreat, Thou, Lord, art near, our souls to bless With all a parent’s tenderness! 4 And every moment still doth bring Thy blessings on its loaded wing; Widely they spread through earth and sky, And last through all eternity! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: WARE
There's not a bird with lonely nest

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