In reading the words of God's prophet

1 In reading the words of God's prophet,
This wonderful story we meet,
"The Lord hath his way in the whirlwind,
The clouds are the dust of his feet."

Refrain:
The clouds are the dust of his feet,
The clouds are the dust of his feet;
"The Lord hath his way in the whirlwind,
The clouds are the dust of his feet."

2 What must be his heavenly glory
In all of its fulness complete,
When clothed in their bright golden splendor
The clouds are the dust of his feet. [Chorus]

3 The dark and the threatening storm clouds,
Bring rest from our thirsting and heat;
So showers of heavenly blessing
God sends from the dust of his feet. [Chorus]

4 When tempests of life beat against us,
This heart cheering tho' tis most sweet;
We surely are close to the Father,
Since clouds are the dust of his feet. [Chorus]

Source: The Golden Sheaf: a collection of choice hymns and songs especially designed for Sunday schools, loyal worker's meetings, prayer and social services (Enl. ed.) #126

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #12693