My Times Are in Thy Hand

My times are in Thy hand;

My God

I wish them there;

My life

my friends

my soul I leave

Entirely to Thy care.

My times are in Thy hand;

Whatever they may be;

Pleasing or pain­ful

dark or bright

As best may seem to Thee.

My times are in Thy hand;

Why should I doubt or fear?

My Fa­ther’s hand will nev­er cause

His child a need­less tear.

My times are in Thy hand

Jesus

the cru­ci­fied!

Those hands my cru­el sins had pierced

Are now my guard and guide.

My times are in Thy hand

Jesus

my ad­vo­cate:

Nor shall Thine hand be stretched in vain

For me to sup­pli­cate.

My times are in Thy hand

I’ll al­ways trust in Thee;

And

af­ter death

at Thy right hand

I shall for­ev­er be.