God Moves in a Mysterious Way
(Psalm 77)

I. The Cry (Psalm 77:1-6)
II. The Questions (Psalm 77:7-10; Daniel 3:16-18)
III. The Resolve (Psalm 77:11-12)
IV. The Thunder of God (Psalm 77:13-20)

God Moves in a Mysterious Way by William Cowper

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.