Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.CIX

II.CIX. The darkness of providence

1 Lord, we adore thy vast designs,
Th' obscure abyss of providence,
Too deep to sound with mortal lines,
Too dark to view with feeble sense.

2 Now thou array'st thine awful face
In angry frowns, without a smile:
We, thro' the cloud, believe thy grace,
Secure of thy compassion still.

3 Thro' seas and storms of deep distress,
We sail by faith, and not by sight;
Faith guides us in the wilderness,
Thro' all the briars, and the night.

4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod
Resolve to scourge us here below,
Still we must lean upon our God,
Thine arm shall bear us safely thro.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, we adore thy vast designs
• Title: The darkness of providence
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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