God???s glory is a wondrous thing, Most strange in all its ways; And, of all things on earth, least like What men agree to praise. Workman of God, O lose not heart, But learn what God is like! And, in the darkest battlefield, Thou shalt know where to strike. O blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field when He Is most invisible! Blest too is he who can divine Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems Wrong to man???s blindfold eye. For right is right, since God is God; And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.