God's Glory Is a Wondrous Thing Lyrics

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

Workman of God, O lose not heart
But learn what God is like!
And, in the darkest battlefield
Thou shalt know where to strike

O blest is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell
That God is on the field when He
Is most invisible!

Blest too is he who can divine
Where real right doth lie
And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man's blindfold eye

For right is right, since God is God
And right the day must win
To doubt would be disloyalty
To falter would be sin

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

Workman of God, O lose not heart
But learn what God is like!
And, in the darkest battlefield
Thou shalt know where to strike