Unto Your hands O God of truth my spirit I commit
You have redeemed my soul from death and saved me from the pit
The passions of my hope and fear maintain a doubtful strife
While sorrow, pain and sin conspire to take away my life
I know my days are in Your hands
Though I draw near to dust
You are the God in whom I trust
You are my refuge
So lift up your voice and sing aloud
And praise Him, all you saints
How wonderous is His grace
He is our refuge
Make Your most beloved face to shine upon me now
And save me for Your mercy's sake for I am lost without
While in my haste I'm quick to say, Where is your help for me?
But You attend me when I pray, and You have heard my plea
I know my days are in Your hands
Though I draw near to dust
You are the God in whom I trust
You are my refuge
Lift up your voice and sing aloud
And praise Him, all you saints
How wonderous is His grace
He is our refuge
I know my days are in Your hands
Though I draw near to dust
You are the God in whom I trust
You are my refuge
Lift up your voice and sing aloud
And praise Him, all you saints
How wonderous is His grace
He is our refuge
I know my days are in Your hands
Though I draw near to dust
You are the God in whom I trust
You are my refuge
Lift up your voice and sing aloud
And praise Him, all you saints
How wonderous is His grace
He is our refuge