1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways!
How blind are we, how mean our praise!
Thy steps no mortal eyes explore;
'Tis ours to wonder and adore.
2 Great God! I do not ask to see
What in futurity shall be;
Let light and bliss attend my days,
And then my future hours be praise
3 Are darkness and distress my share?
Give me to trust thy guardian care;
Enough for me, if love divine
At length through every cloud shall shine.
4 Yet this my soul desires to know,
Be this my only wish below;
That Christ is mine! this great request,
Grant, bounteous God, and I am blest.
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs, ancient and modern for use in the prayer-meeting #135