(Written By William F. Lloyd)

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 Fatherís 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,
Iíll always trust in Thee;
And, after death, at Thy right hand
I shall forever be.


Alternate Version:

Our times are in Thy hand;
Father, we wish them there!
Our life, our souls, 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?
Our Fatherís hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.

Our times are in Thy hand,
Jesus, the crucified!
The hands my many sins have pierced
Is now our guard and guide.

Our times are in Thy hand,
Weíll always trust in Thee,
Till we have left this weary land,
And all Thy glory see.

 

 

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