My Hand in God’s

Each morning when I wake I say,
“ I place my hand in God’s today;”
I know he’ll walk close by my side
My every wandering step to guide.
He leads me with most tender care.
When paths are dark and I despair-
No need for me to understand
If I but hold fast to His hand.

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My hand in His! No surer way
To walk in safety through each day.
By his great bounty I an fed;
Warmed by His love and comforted
When at day’s end I seek my rest
And realize how much I’m blessed,
My thanks poor out to Him and then
I place my hand in His again.