God moves in a mysterious way (hymn)

68 Dundee (French). C. M.

1 God moves in a mysterious way
   His wonders to perform;
   He plants His footsteps in the sea
   and rides upon the storm.

2 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
   the clouds you so much dread
   are big with mercy and shall break
   in blessings on your head.

3 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
   but trust Him for His grace;
   behind a frowning providence
   He hides a smiling face.

4 His purposes will ripen fast,
   unfolding ev'ry hour;
   the bud may have a bitter taste,
   but sweet will be the flow'r.

5 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
   and scan His work in vain;
   God is His own interpreter,
   and He will make it plain.
                         William Cowper
                         The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition

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Hymnary.org inserts a verse after verse 1:

Deep in unfathomable mines
   of never-failing skill;
   He treasures up his bright designs,
   and works His sov'reign will.

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