God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform
He plants his footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up his bright designs
And works his sovereign will

Take courage now you fearful saints
The clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head

And I will trust
The hands that made the starry heavens
And I will trust
The wounds of Calvary
And I will trust
And I will not be afraid
For all his ways are love

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
But trust him for his grace
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face

His purposes will ripen fast
Unfolding every hour
The bud may have a bitter taste
But sweet will be the flower

Music by Graham Kendrick. Words by William Cowper
(1731-1800) and Graham Kendrick © 2017 Make Way Music
www.grahamkendrick.co.uk
CCLI number: 7100920

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