Up with Thy Hands to Jesus

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

Oh

guil­ty tem­pest-tossed;

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

Or

sin­ner

thou art lost.

The waves are wild­ly dash­ing

Thy boat is light and frail

The light­nings sharp are flash­ing

And fierce­ly sweeps the gale.

Then up with thy hands to Je­sus

Oh guil­ty tem­pest-tossed

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

Or

sin­ner

thou art lost.

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

He walks up­on the sea;

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

He stoop­eth now for thee.

Say not thy hands are fee­ble

Thy fin­gers can not cling;

His migh­ty grasp shall hold thee

And sure sal­va­tion bring.

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

He hears thy pi­te­ous cry;

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

No oth­er help is nigh.

Even now thy bark is sink­ing

The bil­lows o’er thee roll

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

Oh

sin­ner

save thy soul.

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

He rul­eth wind and wave;

Up with thy hands to Je­sus

His love now yearns to save.

Oh

if thou wilt but trust Him

His help He’ll quick­ly give;

Haste

then

no long­er doubt­ing

Up with thy hands

and live.