| Song | God Moves In A Mysterious Way |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | God Moves In A Mysterious Way |
| Theme(s) | God:In Providence |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
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God Moves In A Mysterious Way
His Wonders To Perform;
He Plants His Footsteps On The Sea,
And Rides Upon The Storm.
Deep In Unfathomable Mines
Of Never-Failing Skill,
He Treasures Up His Bright Designs,
And Works His Gracious Will.
You Fearful Saints, Fresh Courage Take;
The Clouds You So Much Dread
Are Big With Mercy, And Shall Break
In Blessings On Your Head.
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.
Blind Unbelief Is Sure To Err,
And Scan His Work In Vain:
God Is His Own Interpreter,
And He Will Make It Plain.
