Psallos - Wait, O My Soul Lyrics

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will
Tumultuous passions all be still
Nor let a murmuring thought arise
His ways are just, his counsels wise
He in the thickest darkness dwells
Performs his work, the cause conceals
And though his footsteps are unknown
His truth and judgment stay his throne
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
In heaven and earth, in skies and seas
He carries out his wise decrees
And by his saints it stands confessed
That what he does is ever best
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
For from him are all things
And through him are all things
And to him are all things
To him be the glory forever
To him be the glory forever
To him be the glory forever
Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait
With reverence bow before his seat
And, midst the terrors of his rod
Trust in a wise and gracious God

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will
Tumultuous passions all be still
Nor let a murmuring thought arise
His ways are just, his counsels wise
He in the thickest darkness dwells
Performs his work, the cause conceals
And though his footsteps are unknown
His truth and judgment stay his throne
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
In heaven and earth, in skies and seas
He carries out his wise decrees
And by his saints it stands confessed
That what he does is ever best
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
O the depth of the riches and the wisdom of the Lord
Who can fathom the mysteries of the mind of our God
For from him are all things
And through him are all things
And to him are all things
To him be the glory forever
To him be the glory forever
To him be the glory forever
Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait
With reverence bow before his seat
And, midst the terrors of his rod
Trust in a wise and gracious God