Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
In darkest night when he appears,
My sorrows will be gone,
He is my soul’s sweet morning star
And he’s my rising sun.

He forms the sinful man anew,
Subdues the love of sin;
He takes away the heart of stone
And plants His grace within.
He came from heav’n our souls to save,
Applies redeeming blood,
Bids all our guilt and fears removed,
Leaves us at peace with God.