I Know the Hand That Leads Me

I know the hand that leads me

O’er life’s dark vale of years

That feeds my hun­gry spirit

And wipes away my tears.

I know the hand that leads me

I know the voice di­vine

That comes like sweet­est mu­sic

And whis­pers

Thou art Mine.

I know the hand that leads me

Its light­est touch hath pow­er

To lift the clouds that ga­ther

In sor­row’s drea­ry hour.

I know the hand that leads me

Thro’ paths I have not known

And nev­er for a mo­ment

Has left my heart alone.

I know the hand that leads me

Where peace­ful wa­ters glide;

I know ’twill bear me safe­ly

Beyond the swell­ing tide.