Unseen Hand
Just a blank wall
Is all I see.
But still, Your hand
Is touching me.
I feel alone,
And yet, I’m not.
Blindly following,
But still — not lost.
Your hand upon me,
An unseen plan.
Your ways, mysterious;
Please help me stand.
Just a blank wall
Is all I see.
But still, Your hand
Is touching me.
I feel alone,
And yet, I’m not.
Blindly following,
But still — not lost.
Your hand upon me,
An unseen plan.
Your ways, mysterious;
Please help me stand.
I know You have a plan
A purpose great for me
But what the plan and purpose are
Is hard for me to see
It’s hidden from my eyesight
Too quiet for my ears
Or maybe I could see and hear
If not absorbed by fear
You’re making a creation
You have an awesome plan
The gears are turning slowly
O’er many years they span
The universe You fashioned
The earth, the stars, the sea –
Am I just a speck of dust, or —
Made for infinity?
Jesus, help me love You,
Help me live for You each day,
Put my life into Your hands,
With faith keep fear away.
Help me see the beauty
You made for me each day.
Recognize Your glory
In things that come my way.
See You in each moment,
In the clouds and sun.
See You in disguises
That all around me come.
See Your plan so awesome,
In joy and sadness praise.
See you both in drudg’ry
And pleasant things each day.
Put my trust completely
In Your plan so great.
Let me tell Your story
So all can contemplate.
The Lord loves the unlovely,
And sinners He will bring to grace.
How dimly do we see,
With clouded eyes,
His purpose great.
His plan, His picture,
His canvas broad and wide,
His tapestry of colors,
Our fears do now belie.
While we are being molded,
Often unaware,
He paints His colors lovely —
Take heart; do not despair.
Tenderly He fashions
Exquisite work of art.
To soul, though torn and shattered,
His healing will impart.
Oh, drink the healing waters;
Oh, come and do partake.
Let all His love enfold you,
And fear do now forsake.