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1 Thy ways, O LORD, with wise design,
Are fram'd upon thy throne above,
And ev'ry dark or bending line,
Meets in the centre of thy love.
2 With feeble light, and half obscure,
Poor mortals thy arrangements view,
Not knowing that the least are sure,
And the mysterious just and true.
3 Thy flock, thy own peculiar care,
Tho' now they seem to roam uney'd,
Are led or driven only where
They best and safest may abide.
4 They neither know, nor trace the way,
But trusting to thy piercing Eye;
None of their feet to ruin stray,
Nor shall the weakest fail or die.
5 My favor'd soul shall meekly learn,
To lay her reason at thy throne;
Too weak thy secrets to discern,
I'll trust thee for my guide alone.
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First Line: | Thy ways, O LORD, with wise design |
Title: | Praise for Providence |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | Creation, Providence, Redemption and Salvation, celebrated in Songs of Praise |
Source: | Rippon's Coll. |