Lord, I don't need to know
The mystery how Your Providence flows
When life is unclear, foggy, and grey
Vain I measure Your inscrutable way
One drop of truth from Your infinite ocean
No luck, nor chance, sovereign sway in motion
The mystery how Your Providence flows
When life is unclear, foggy, and grey
Vain I measure Your inscrutable way
One drop of truth from Your infinite ocean
No luck, nor chance, sovereign sway in motion
Deep enough to drown in measureless degrees
You keep me afloat as a Father does please
Sorting Your ways makes me tiredly
Discerning You though not a futile inquiry
Scripture speaks I am to cling to You
Steadfast faith when without a clue
Veiled to all Your inter workings
Hidden from me are many things
Masterfully woven
Beloved and Chosen
My heart unfrozen
Indiscernible path ahead I sing
Sorting Your ways makes me tiredly
Discerning You though not a futile inquiry
Scripture speaks I am to cling to You
Steadfast faith when without a clue
Veiled to all Your inter workings
Hidden from me are many things
Masterfully woven
Beloved and Chosen
My heart unfrozen
Indiscernible path ahead I sing
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