Knowledge at Present Imperfect

Verse 1

Thy way, O God, is in the sea; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of Thine unbounded grace.

Verse 2

Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround; Mysterious deeps of providence My wondering thoughts confound.

Verse 3

As through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of Thy love, How little do I know of Thee, Or of the joys above!

Verse 4

'Tis but in part I know Thy will: I bless Thee for the sight; When will Thy Love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light?

Verse 5

With raptures shall I then survey Thy providence and grace; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love and praise. Amen.