What God Does Ever Well Is Done


What God does, ever well is done!
His will is just and holy;
As He directs my sands to run,
My spirit shall keep lowly.
He is my God; Though sore the rod,
His care doth e’er enfold me:
Then may He guide and hold me.

What God does, ever well is done!
In need He will not quit me.
In rightful path He still leads me on;
To Him then I submit me.
I’ll walk His ways, And trust His grace
To lift what doth oppress me:
It rests with Him to bless me.

What God does, ever well is done!
He thinks but to befriend me;
As Healer mine, and Wondrous One,
He will not poison send me
Instead of cure.
God’s heart is pure.
Of doubt will I divest me,
And on His goodness rest me.

What God does, ever well is done!
And though the cup selected,
Seem to my mind too bitter drawn,
Yet will I not reject it.
God loveth me!
I yet shall see
Sweet comfort for my grieving;
So I keep on believing.

What God does, ever well is done!
Of this shall none deprive me;
And though on pathway rough and lone,
Need, death, and mis’ry drive me,
God’s arms will bear Me with fond care,
Till all my sorrow ceaseth;
Then do He, as He pleaseth.