His Hand
by Kathleen HighamThere are times I wonder
As I kneel to Him in prayer
And my heart is filled with anguish
And I'm asking "Do You care"
Are You standing by me
In a brilliant ray of light
Is Your hand upon me
As You pray with me tonight
For there are oh so many
Whose pain is hard to bear
But when we seek our Father
The pain is His to share
And never will a moment pass
That He is not aware
And He will groan to intercede
As He listens to our prayer
But often we're impatient
And we find it hard to wait
But our Father's hand is on us
As He guides us to our fate
For even as we wonder
Our Lord had wondered too
And He begged His Holy Father
And His Father saw Him through
So remember when we suffer
Our Father tells His Son
And the hand of Jesus touches us
Until our life on earth is done
