In Good Hands

Arends Carolyn

His hands were callused 
Oh, I am sure of that 
From years of nails and hammers with his father 
And his hands were dirty 
I know they must have been 
The times he healed blind eyes with mud and water 
And though I have never seen him face to face 
I can say this much I understand 
I believe that he is holding me now 
And so I know I am 
In good hands 
I'm in good hands 
His hands were steady 
Breaking the bread 
That fed five thousand souls who came to hear him 
And his hands were gentle 
I know they must have been 
The little children clamored to be near him 
And though I have never seen him face to face 
I can say this much I understand 
I believe that he is holding me now 
And so I know I am 
In good hands 
I'm in good hands 
His hands were wounded 
He gave his life 
And we know by the scars how much he loves us 
And though I have never seen him face to face 
I can say this much I understand 
I believe that he is holding me now 
And so I know I am 
In good hands 
I'm in good hands