I am in your hands

When you devised the minutest block of my life,
When you ordained my coming to life;
And when you finally created me as a being
I know I was in your hands.

When you consecrated the womb that conceived me,
When you instituted the home where I should grow;
And when you decreed the life I should live
I know I was in your hands.

When you let me grow before your eyes,
When you fed me manna for growth;
And when you taught me how to live life
I know I was in your hands.

When you provided me the things I love,
When you granted me my heart's desire;
And when you took away the things I love
I know I was in your hands.

When you let me bleed from my wounds,
When you let me be when I suffer;
And when I rebelled before you like a beast
I know you sustained me.

When I tried to hide myself in sin,
When you patiently waited for me;
And when you never rebuked me in your anger
I know you loved me most.

When you took me to Mount Calvary,
When you opened my eyes to see the cross;
And when you showed me your nail-pierced hands,
I know you died for me.

Now why do I feel this peace inside,
In the midst of life's twists and turns,
With the seemingly dark and gloomy future?
I am not afraid of the coming storm
Because I am in your hands.

My Lord and my Saviour,
I love you,
Because you loved me first.
I am ignorant and foolish,
Direct my path and lead me in the way
That is everlasting.
Amen.