The hands of God support me,
As I work through the troubles of life;
A storm of sickness and pain,
A storm that's filled with strife.

The hands of God guide me,
And fill my soul with peace;
He tells me all is well,
From fear I have found release.

The hands of God are strong,
They give me strength and hope;
His joy is still in my heart,
This is no time to mope.

The hands of God will guide me,
Jesus will lead the way;
All will once again be right,
As the sun appears each day.

The hands of God are gentle,
As He calms my silly fears;
He tells me to keep laughing,
We have no need of tears.

Yes, the hands of God are strong,
He will get me through the storm;
There's a rainbow in the valley,
One day all will be norm.

I need the hands of God,
Especially in times like these;
But I'm glad He is always here,
To calm the stormy seas.