1.	God moves in a mysterious way 
	His wonders to perform; 
	He plants His footsteps in the sea 
	And rides upon the storm. 

2.	You fearful saints, fresh courage take: 
	The clouds you so much dread 
	Are big with mercy, and shall break 
	In blessings on your head. 

3.	Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
	But trust Him for His grace; 
	Behind a frowning providence 
	He hides a smiling face. 

4.	Blind unbelief is sure to err 
	And scan His work in vain; 
	God is His own interpreter, 
	And He will make it plain.