God of My Life, to Thee I Call - #534 - Cowper

"God of My Life, to Thee I Call"
by William Cowper, 1731-1800; Stanza 1-5
by unknown author; Stanza 6

Tune - "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten" linked here

1. God of my life, to Thee I call;
Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fall.

2. Friend of the friendless and the faint,
Where should I lodge my deep complaint?
Where but with Thee, whose open door
Invites the helpless and the poor?

3. Did ever mourner plead with Thee
And Thou refuse that mourner's plea?
Does not the word still fixed remain
That none shall seek Thy face in vain?

4. Fair is the lot that's cast for me;
I have an Advocate with Thee.
They whom the world caresses most
Have no such privilege to boast.

5. Poor though I be, despised, forgot,
Yet God, my God, forgets me not;
And he is safe and must succeed
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

6. Then hear, 0 Lord, my humble cry
And bend on me Thy pitying eye.
To Thee their prayer Thy people make:
Hear us for our Redeemer's sake.

Hymn #534
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Psalm 46
Author: William Cowper, 1779; st. 1-5
Author: unknown author; St. 6
Tune: "Wenn wir in hoechsten Noeten"
1st Published in: Genevan Psalter, 1547

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God Moves in a Mysterious Way - #514 - Cowper

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"God Moves in a Mysterious Way"
by William Cowper, 1731-1800

Tune - Dundee - linked here

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

2. Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

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

4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense.
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5. His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6. Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own Interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

Hymn #514
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: John 13:7
Author: William Cowper, 1774
Tune: "Dundee"
1st Published in: Scottish Psalter," 1615