His Hand D

Even though I fail sometimes
I still know that He is mine
I can feel His hand on me
Even though I cannot see

When I don't know the way to go
His Spirit and His Word will show
The path that I must follow still
To find blessing through His perfect will

His hand's upon me
His hand's upon me
His hand's upon me
In all His loving way
His touch has opened blinded eyes
His words have eased the deepest sighs
His voice has calmed the wildest wave
His power has freed the vilest slave

So, I'll just reach my hand toward Him
And face each trial though it be grim
I'll speak His Word and claim His best
And stand in Faith and Peace and Rest

-- Randy Lucas