Jeremy Riddle - God Moves In A Mysterious Way Lyrics

God moves in a mysterious way, yes His wonders to perform He plants His footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm

Deep in unsearchable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break In blessings, yeah, in blessings 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

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break In blessings, yeah, in blessings, yeah In blessings on your head

On your head On your head

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

In His own time In His own way... Yes In His own time In His own way...