135. Providence

1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways!
How blind are we, how mean our praise!
Thy steps no mortal eyes explore;
'Tis ours to wonder and adore.

2 Great God! I do not ask to see
What in futurity shall be;
Let light and bliss attend my days,
And then my future hours be praise

3 Are darkness and distress my share?
Give me to trust thy guardian care;
Enough for me, if love divine
At length through every cloud shall shine.

4 Yet this my soul desires to know,
Be this my only wish below;
That Christ is mine! this great request,
Grant, bounteous God, and I am blest.

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First Line: Lord, how mysterious are thy ways!
Title: Providence
Author: Anne Steele
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Topic: God: The Father; Decrees; God: Attributes (2 more...)
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