Intro
D A Bm G D A Em G
Verse 1
D A Bm G
God moves in a mysterious way,
D A Em G
His wonders to perform.
D A Bm G
He plants His footsteps in the sea
D A Em G
And rides upon the storm.
D A G
Deep in unsearchable mines
D A Em G
Of never failing skill.
D A Bm G
He treasures up His bright designs
D A Em G
And works His sovereign will.
Chorus
D A D/F#
And ye fearful saints, fresh courage take.
G G
The clouds you so much dread
D A
Are big with mercy and shall break in blessings,
D/F# G G
Yeah, in blessings. Yeah.
D A Em G G D A
And in blessings on your head
Bm G D A Em G
D/F# G D A Em7
And, on your head.
G D A Bm G D A Em G
On your head. On your head.
Verse 2
D A Bm G
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
D A Em G
But trust Him for His grace.
D A Bm G
Behind a frowning providence
D A Em G
He hides a smiling face.
D A B G
His purposes will ripen fast,
D A Em G
Unfolding ev'ry hour.
D A Bm G
The bud may have a bitter taste
D A Em G
But sweet will be the flow'r, Yeah.
Bridge
D A G
Blind unbelief is sure to err
D A Em G
And scan His work in vain.
D A Bm G
For God is His own interpreter,
D A Em
And He will make it plain.
G D A Bm G D A Em
In His own , in His own way, yes.
G D A Bm G D A Em G D
In His own , in His own way.
God Moves In A Mysterious Way Lyrics:
Verse 1
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform.
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unsearchable mines
Of never failing skill.
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.
Chorus
And ye fearful saints, fresh courage take.
The clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break in blessings,
Yeah, in blessings. Yeah.
And in blessings on your head
And, on your head.
On your head. On your head.
Verse 2
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
But trust Him for His grace.
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste
But sweet will be the flow'r, Yeah.
Bridge
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain.
For God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
In His own , in His own way, yes.
In His own , in His own way.
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform.
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unsearchable mines
Of never failing skill.
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.
Chorus
And ye fearful saints, fresh courage take.
The clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break in blessings,
Yeah, in blessings. Yeah.
And in blessings on your head
And, on your head.
On your head. On your head.
Verse 2
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
But trust Him for His grace.
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste
But sweet will be the flow'r, Yeah.
Bridge
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain.
For God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
In His own , in His own way, yes.
In His own , in His own way.
Last reviewed by: Nathanial Crowe

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