God Moves In a Mysterious Way (Live Version) Lyrics

God moves in a mysterious way 
His wonders to perform;


He plants His footsteps in the sea
 And rides upon the storm

In deep unfathomed Hidden mines
 Of never failing skill


He treasures up His bright designs
 And works His sov'reign will

His purposes will ripen fast
 Unfolding every hour

The bud may have a bitter taste


But sweet will be the flow'r

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 flow'r

Blind unbelief is sure to err
 And scan His work in vain;


God is His own interpreter
 And He will make it plain

His purposes will ripen fast
 Unfolding every hour;


The bud may have a bitter taste


But sweet will be the flow'r

The bud may have a bitter taste 
But sweet will be the flow'r