Verse 1
The Lot, the Fatal Lot,
Into the Lap is cast!
But God, whose Mercy changeth not,
Shall order all at last;
His Wisdom shall dispose
The Intricate Event,
His glaring Providence disclose
The Thing his Goodness meant.

Verse 2
Th’ Imaginary Power
Of Chance let Others fear,
We know, the GOD our Hearts adore,
A GOD for ever near,
Who suffers Impious Fools
His Footsteps to blaspheme,
But kindly all th’Affairs orerules
Of Those that trust in Him!

Verse 3
Great GOD of Truth and Love,
We trust in Thee alone,
Led by the Wisdom from above
In Paths we have not known:
Blind helpless Children, we
Would all thy Steps pursue,
But till Thou giv’st us Eyes to see,
We know not what to do.

Verse 4
Yet, O Almighty Lord,
Thy Power is on our Side,
Thy tender Love, and faithful Word,
In which we still confide;
Thou wilt for Us appear,
Before thy Servants go,
And make the hidden Counsel clear,
And make the Mountains flow.

Verse 5
Thine Arm Thou soon shalt bare,
Descending from above,
Our Work assign, our Way prepare,
And every Bar remove;
Thy Love’s resistless Might
Shall burst the brazen Gate,
And turn the Darkness into Light,
The Crooked into Strait.

Verse 6
Of this we rest secure,
Thy Counsel must take place,
Thy Promise stands entire and sure
To all the Faithful Race:
And we with Joy receive
Whate’er thy love decree,
Who never wilt forsake or leave
The Souls that look to Thee.