Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; behind a frowning providence he hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour; the bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower. William Cowper, John Piper, Brother We Are Not Professionals, p. 137 |
Thursday, June 5, 2008
God Moves in A Mysterious Way
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