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Hymn A Day: God Moves in a Mysterious Way #285

I haven't posted on the blog for a while, but I want to start up something new. I want to try to publish a #HymnADay. These hymns will primarily come from the LDS Hymn Book. I will attach YouTube links to the piano improvisations I have done along with the text to the hymn and a link to lds.org. These hymns are meant to uplift and help us think of our Father in Heaven. I know he loves us and that he sent his Son, Jesus Christ to suffer every pain, frustration, and discomfort we will ever face.

I invite you to think of the lyrics as you listen to the music and remember how much the Lord loves you.





1. God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

2. Ye fearful Saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

3. His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

4. Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan his works in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

Text: William Cowper, 1731-1800
Music: William B. Bradbury, 1816-1868

Lyrics only here
Link to sheet music here

*Note: these are my own renditions but they use the LDS Hymn Book and the specific hymn as a base. These are strictly for non-profit use and to uplift and enrich the lives of others.

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