In Good Hands

In good hands, I’m in good hands,
I’m in the hands of Jesus.
Winds may blow, but this I know:
I’m in the good, good hands of Jesus.
In good hands, I’m in good hands,
I’m in the hands of Jesus.
Winds may blow, but this I know:
I’m in the good, good hands of Jesus.
Now I cannot answer every question,
And I cannot know what life will bring.
But this I know: my Lord is faithful,
And to this clear hope my spirit clings.
In good hands, I’m in good hands,
I’m in the hands of Jesus.
Winds may blow, but this I know:
I’m in the good, good hands of Jesus.
I may not know the seas He’s charted;
I may not know how long the storm may rage.
But this I know: I trust the Captain.
My anchor holds secure and safe!
In good hands, I’m in good hands,
I’m in the hands of Jesus.
Winds may blow, but this I know:
I’m in the good, good hands of Jesus.
Winds may blow, but this I know:
I’m in the good, good hands,
Good, good hands, I’m in the good, good hands of Jesus.