Elizabethtown. C. M. God Incomprehensible. |
God Incomprehensible. (844) Thy way, O God! is in the sea, Thy paths I cannot trace; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 'Tis but in part I know thy will; I bless thee for the sight; When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light? 3 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround; Mysterious deeps of providence My wondering thoughts confound. 4 As through a glass I dimly see The wonders of thy love; How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above! 5 With rapture I shall soon survey Thy providence and grace; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. John Fawcett, 1782.
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