God Moves in a Mysterious Way

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. As mentioned in the comments below, Bob Kauflin also has a version of the song on the Worship God Live CD, which you can sample here.