1 My times are in thy hand;
My God, I wish them there;
My life, my friends, my soul, I leave
Entirely to thy care.
2 My times are in thy hand,
Whatever they may be;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to thee.
3 My times are in thy hand;
Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
4 My times are in thy hand,
Jesus the Crucified;
Those hands my cruel sins had pierced
Are now my guard and guide.
|First Line:||My times are in thy hand|
|Alterer:||William F. Lloyd (1824)|
|Topic:||Christ: Guide; Christian Life: Submission; Opening and Closing of the Year(1 more...)|
|Key:||F Major or modal|
|Source:||St. Alban's Tune Book, 1865, arr.|