107 ~ God Moves in a Mysterious Way
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God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
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Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.