I have really appreciated recently the gift of hymns and the blessing they have been to so many people through the years. I read a Christian History magazine about the history of hymn, and I was reminded of how much I enjoy them and the good solid Biblical truths that many of them contain. I thought of this one earlier for some reason, and I thought I'd post it. Here it is. :)
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.
I especially like the like that says "Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds ye so much dread are big with mercy and shall break in blessings on your head." I often find things daunting when I forget Who has sovereignly planned them, but when I remember Him, I am grateful for His working even through the things we find so frightening.
I also find the history behind this hymn pretty neat. The Author, William Cowper, had a life filled with struggles. he had times of mental illness and depression, as well as other trials. He was converted later in life though, and God used even this broken man to write words of comfort and truth to the glory of God. I just think it's neat how God uses people, even the times they find most difficult, to bring teh most glory to Himself. So may we use all things we go through- good and bad- to further his name and bring Him glory. Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
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