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1
There is an overruling providence,
That wisely marshals every circumstance;
Heaven, air, and seas, and this terrestrial ball,
With their contents, are all at His control.

2
There’s not a particle of dust can fly,
A sparrow fall, or cloud obscure the sky,
A moth be crushed, or leaf fall from a tree.
But in submission to His wise decree. 

3
He raiseth men to sceptres and a crown,
And at His pleasure treads the monarch down,
His wise decrees as firm as heaven do stand,
He’s in one mind, though oft He turns His hand.

4
He must and will at all times keep in view
His glory, and His people’s welfare too;
Bright days, dark nights, the furnace or the flood,
He overrules for Zion’s real good.