Friday, May 20, 2011

Comfort for Japan from Long Ago

Justin Taylor writes:

The lyrics to William Cowper’s final song are worthy of deep reflection, especially when you know the backstory of his pain and struggle:

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.

David Ward’s contemporary rendition and adaption, “You Are Mysterious,” can be listened to online. Bob Kauflin also has a version of the song on the Worship God Live CD, which you can sample here.

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