Number 95 on Sherry of Semicolon’s list of 100 Favorite Hymns is one I had on my list of 10 Favorite Hymns, so I’m going to use that for my hymn today. Click on the link to Sherry’s post for more information on this hymn.
Sherry says that this is “the best poem of all the lyrics on the list so far.” I think I might put it on my list of ten most poetic hymns of all time. I’m not exactly fond of the Mennonite hymnal we use at my church and one of the strikes against it is that it doesn’t include this hymn.
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.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye 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.
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