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S.M.

1
My times are in Thy hand:
My God, I wish them there;
My life, my friends, my soul I leave
Entirely to Thy care.

2
My times are in Thy hand,
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.

3
My times are in Thy hand:
Why should I doubt or fear?
A Father’s hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.

4
My times are in Thy hand,
Jesus, the Crucified;
Those hands my cruel sins had pierced
Are now my guard and guide.

5
My times are in Thy hand:
I’d always trust in Thee;
Then, after death, at Thy right hand
I shall for ever be.