Our
times are in Thy hand, Father we wish them there: our life, our soul,
our all, we leave entirely to Thy care.
Our times are in Thy hand, whatever they may be, pleasing or painful, dark or bright, as best may seem to Thee.
Our times are in Thy hand, why should we doubt or fear? A Father’s hand will never cause His child a needless tear.
Our times are in Thy hand, Jesus the crucified! The hand our many sins had pierced is now our Guard and Guide.
Our times are in Thy hand, we’ll always trust in Thee; ‘till we have left this weary land and all Thy glory see.
Our times are in Thy hand, whatever they may be, pleasing or painful, dark or bright, as best may seem to Thee.
Our times are in Thy hand, why should we doubt or fear? A Father’s hand will never cause His child a needless tear.
Our times are in Thy hand, Jesus the crucified! The hand our many sins had pierced is now our Guard and Guide.
Our times are in Thy hand, we’ll always trust in Thee; ‘till we have left this weary land and all Thy glory see.
–W. F. Lloyd, 1835 A.D.
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