a little something to sing and think about this Lord's Day afternoon...
God moves in a mysterious wayif you're in the singing mood (and even if you're not, might want to give it a try) Dundee is the tune normally employed.
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.
- William Cowper
...and btw, people, that's not pronounced COW-per, it's COO-Per. Don't let me year you say it the wrong way.
2 comments:
have you ever listened to or read piper on cowper?
http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/Biographies/1463_Insanity_and_Spiritual_Songs_in_the_Soul_of_a_Saint/
I have not. Probably should. Thanks for the link.
If you have a chance, would like to know how you stumbled on to this blog. Seems a little out of the way :)
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