God moves in a mysterious way

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.
Mary Pfleegor

Wailuku, Hawaii, United States

Praise the Lord, we are not in the Old Testament time, in the book of Job God did not reveal His purposes to him. He did not understand what his sufferings were for.

Today in the New Testament, God’s purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour! God in His economy is daily, hour by hour is quick to unfold His manifold... His many speaking in us. May we praise and thank HIM more and more each day as His day is coming near.

Johnson A. Ojedeji

Jos, Plateau, Nigeria

I have been inspired, I conduct hymns in my Church

Victor Osonduagwuike Akanno

Xaixai, Gaza, Mozambique

I woke up this morning with the thought : that God moves in a mysterious ways.

Blind unbelief is sure to err

And scan his works in vain

God is his own interpreter

And HE, only HE will make it plain.

Uche Okonkwo

Los Angeles, California, United States

I have no doubt about the all encompassing capacity of our Almighty God to turn a cloud of burden into showers of blessings.

I believe Him when as the hymn says that what gives a bitter taste just a moment ago will turn into sweetness.

I believe this hymn because I have testimonials to back it up.

Truly a blessing to be reminded of His Mysterious ways. Amen

Tamunomiete Owunari Hillary

Port-Harcourt, Rivers State, Nigeria

God rescues his children, blind unbelieve is sure to overcome today I see is all the grace of God I was stabbed on my right eye because I am a Christian, I will see Jesus.


PH, Nigeria

This hymn is a blessing to my soul!

It's a song of hope and encouragement.


Olodi-Apapa, Lagos, Nigeria

God is God, we are not, so that we can learn to trust Him absolutely.

A hymn that not just wakes me up but is quite endearing to my soul.


FCT, Abuja, United States

I love this hymn so much. It lifts my spirit whenever I'm down. It reminds us that no matter what we are passing through, God is always there with us and working out what is best for us. His perfect will. We must learn to trust God for His grace.

Kaine Edith Ihuoma

Port Harcourt, Nigeria


Ana Lara

Storrs, Connecticut, United States

William Cowper was born in the English countryside at Great Berkhampstead, Hartfordshire, England on November 26, 1731. His father was the rector of the parish and chaplain to George II. On his mother’s side he was a descendant of Henry III. His mother’s name was Anne Donne and died when William was six years old. This was a great blow to him because of his closeness to her and his need for her motherly attentions.

William became a lawyer in 1754 two years before his father passed away. He drifted from one job to another and about this time he became depressed and attempted suicide but the rope broke and he was spared for better things.

One evening he was picking his way among the gravestones of St. Margaret’s Church on his way home. It was a moonless night. The only sound heard was the recurring crunch of a pick digging a grave. Suddenly William felt his leg struck by an object. When he shined his lantern upon it to see what it was, it was a human skull! A terrible sense of fear and emptiness grappled him. What was the use of avoiding other fears since death was something he could not avoid?

When he was 33 years old, he sat in his garden reading Romans. Chapter 3:24-25 touched his heart which spoke of being justified by grace through faith in the blood of Jesus Christ the Son of God. He then rested on the blood, faith and laid hold of God’s salvation. Later when he was living in Olney he was shepherded by John Newton with whom he compiled the ‘Olney Hymns ‘.

William went to be with the Lord on April 25, 1800. He wrote these prophetic words about his death in this hymn he expressed so well:

‘Then, in a nobler, sweeter song

I’ll sing Thy power to save,

When this poor lisping stamm’ring tongue

Lies silent in the grave. (as originally written)