1 GOD's glory is a wondrous thing,
Most strange in all its ways,
And, of all things on earth, least like
What men agree to praise.
2 Oh, bless'd is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell
That God is on the field when he
Is most invisible!
3 Workmen of God! oh, lose not heart,
But learn what God is like;
And in the darkest battle-field
Thou shalt know where to strike.
4 And bless'd is he who can divine
Where real right doth lie,
And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man's blindfold eye!
5 Oh, learn to scorn the praise of man!
Oh, learn to lose with God!
For Jesus won the world through shame,
And beckons thee his road.
3 Oh, breathe upon our lifeless souls,
And raise each drooping heart!
That we may see thy smiling face
Before we hence depart.
4 And now, O blessed Spirit, come!
We long to see thee move;
Strengthen our faith, revive our zeal,.
And fill us all with love.