In good company

William Cowper struggled throughout his life with depression. It wasn’t nearly as well-understood then as it is now. Yet this man, who didn’t take medication for his condition, was a gifted poet. Throughout his hard life, he remained faithful to God and his struggles deepened his poetic gifts.

One of his poems that always encourages me is “God moves in a mysterious way.” It is neither stoic nor fretful, but displays submission and thankfulness to God for trials of all sorts. I recently came back to this poem and it blessed me yet again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you’ve ever faced trials and wondered what God was doing, you’re in good company with this godly man. But keep trusting Him; in time He will work it together for good.

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