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<h2>WHATE’ER MY GOD ORDAINS IS RIGHT</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Will not the Judge of all the earth do right?” Genesis 18:25</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_i_winkworth_c.jpg" align="right" alt="Catherine Winkworth (1827-1878)" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="115.333333333333" height="196.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_r_o_rodigast_s.html" target="_blank">Samuel Rodigast</a>, 1676 (<em>Was Gott tut, das ist wohlgetan</em>); translated from German to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_winkworth_c.html" target="_blank">Catherine Winkworth</a>, 1863, and others. Rodigast wrote this hymn to cheer his friend Gastorius, precentor at Jena, who had
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become seriously ill. Gastorius not only recovered, but went on to write the tune for Rodigast’s words.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Gastorius,” Severus Gastorius, 1675 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_g_gastoriu.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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His holy will abideth;<br>
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I will be still whate’er He doth;<br>
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And follow where He guideth;<br>
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He is my God; though dark my road,<br>
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He holds me that I shall not fall:<br>
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Wherefore to Him I leave it all.</p>
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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He never will deceive me;<br>
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He leads me by the proper path:<br>
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I know He will not leave me.<br>
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I take, content, what He hath sent;<br>
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His hand can turn my griefs away,<br>
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And patiently I wait His day.</p>
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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His loving thought attends me;<br>
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No poison can be in the cup<br>
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That my Physician sends me.<br>
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My God is true; each morn anew<br>
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I’ll trust His grace unending,<br>
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My life to Him commending.</p>
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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He is my Friend and Father;<br>
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He suffers naught to do me harm,<br>
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Though many storms may gather,<br>
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Now I may know both joy and woe,<br>
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Some day I shall see clearly<br>
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That He hath loved me dearly.
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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Though now this cup, in drinking,<br>
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May bitter seem to my faint heart,<br>
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I take it, all unshrinking.<br>
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My God is true; each morn anew<br>
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Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart,<br>
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And pain and sorrow shall depart.</p>
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<p>Whate’er my God ordains is right:<br>
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Here shall my stand be taken;<br>
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Though sorrow, need, or death be mine,<br>
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Yet I am not forsaken.<br>
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My Father’s care is round me there;<br>
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He holds me that I shall not fall:<br>
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And so to Him I leave it all.</p>
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