The God of Providence
God works in His mysterious ways
for His wonders does He perform
the master craftsman created it all
but calls His church to always reform
In this He reveals His divinity
coincidence to God doesn't exist
His hand brings about God's will
bow to His word through the mist
God is all knowing and sovereign
working His way for our best
His perfect purpose is outworked
perfect love shows one's true rest
This is the Lord who reigns
showing His mercy and grace
for His way is always His will
follow Him all your days
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2017
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