My Saviour’s Hand
Charles Jones, Cardiff
In the mighty grasp of my Saviour, Either at peace or tempest-tossed,
I know by His grace and His favour My soul can never be lost.
The hand that shall never know weakness
Is the hand that holds me secure;
It will lead in the light or thro' darkness. And ever will help me endure.
And so, as I travel life's pathway, I'll trust in the hand that holds fast,
Until in that glorious new day I shall see My Saviour at last.