S.M. sung to St. Ethelwald 1 THROUGH waves, through clouds and storms, God gently clears the way; We wait His time; so shall the night Soon end in blissful day. 2 He everywhere hath sway, And all things serve His might; His every act pure blessing is, His path unsullied light. 3 When He makes bare His arm, Who shall His work withstand? When He His people's cause defends, Who then shall stay His hand? 4 We leave it to Himself To choose and to command, With wonder filled, we soon shall see How wise, how strong His hand. 5 We comprehend Him not, Yet earth and heaven tell God sits as sovereign on the throne, And ruleth all things well. | Alternative tunes (S.M.) |