1. God moves in a mysterious wayHis wonders to perform;He plants his footsteps in the seaAnd rides upon the storm.
2. Deep in unfathomable minesOf never-failing skill,He treasures up his bright designsAnd works his sov’reign will.
3. Ye fearful Saints, fresh courage take;The clouds ye so much dreadAre big with mercy, and shall breakIn blessings on your head.
4. Judge not the Lord by feeble senseBut trust him for his grace;Behind a frowning providenceHe 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 errAnd scan his works in vain;God is his own interpreter,And he will make it plain.