My Times Are in Thy Hand

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 Father's 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.