Lyrics
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.
Song History & Meaning
Composer / Hymnodist: William Cowper
Even when life feels overwhelming and God's path seems hidden beneath the storm, this classic hymn reminds us that He is still actively at work. Our heavenly Father sees the whole picture, weaving even our deepest anxieties into His good and sovereign design. When dark clouds gather, we are invited not to despair, but to anchor our hearts in His unfailing wisdom. Take courage today, knowing that the very winds that frighten us are under the quiet control of the God who loves us.
📖 Related Scripture Passages:
- Isaiah 55:8: ““For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” says Yahweh.”
- Romans 11:33: “Oh the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and the knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!”
- Psalm 107:29: “He makes the storm a calm, so that its waves are still.”