Providence Equitable and Kind

Verse 1

Through all the various shifting scene Of life’s mistaken ill or good, Thy hand, O God! conducts, unseen, The beautiful vicissitude.

Verse 2

Thou givest with paternal care, Howe’er unjustly we complain, To all their necessary share Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.

Verse 3

All things on earth, and all in heaven, On Thine eternal will depend; And all for greater good were given, Would man pursue the appointed end.

Verse 4

Be this my care!—to all beside Indifferent let my wishes be; Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, And fixed my soul, great God! on Thee.