Verse 1
Providence extends its care
To things minutely small,
Things the most contingent are
By Wisdom order’d all:
Happy they that know his mind,
Obedient to his leading grace,
God in every action find,
And own in all their ways.
Verse 2
By thy word and Spirit led,
And Providential will
Sure to prosper in our deed,
Our net at last we fill:
Fruitless pains and labours crost
Must finally succesful be;
Nothing, Lord, was ever lost
By faithfulness to Thee.