The Unseen Hand

There is a hand

un­seen by me

That leads through ways I can­not see;

While go­ing through this world of woe

This hand still leads me as I go.

I’m trust­ing in the un­seen hand

That guides me through this wea­ry land;

And some sweet day I’ll reach that strand

Still guid­ed by the un­seen hand.

His hand has led through sha­dows drear

And while it leads

I have no fear;

I know ’twill lead me to that home

Where sin and sor­row ne’er can come.

I long to see my Sav­ior’s face

And sing the sto­ry Saved by Grace

And there up­on that gold­en strand

I’ll praise Him for His guid­ing hand.