Sunday's Hymn: God Moves in a Mysterious Way

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 flow’r.

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

Lots and lots of tunes for this one. Here are a few. Which do you like best?

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• What Is Prayer? at The Happy Wonderer
• Daily Readings - John 13:27-30 at The Upward Call
• The Tender Pity of the Lord at Tried With Fire
• Lord’s Day 28, 2017 at The Thirsty Theologian