His wonders to perform

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.
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...”