Our times are in Thy hand,
William F. Lloyd
O God we wish them there;
Our life, our friends, our souls we leave
Entirely to thy care.
Our times are in Thy hand,
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.
Our times are in Thy hand,
Why should we doubt or fear?
A Father’s hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
Our times are in Thy hand,
Jesus the crucified;
The hand our many sins have pierced,
Is now our guard and guide.
Our times are in Thy hand,
We’ll always trust in Thee,
’Till we have left this weary land,
And all Thy glory see.
This hymn is from J. C. Ryle’s little book Spiritual Songs, published in 1849, when he was rector of Helmingham, Suffolk. The hymns Ryle selected were not found in the most common hymnbooks of the day.
Suggested tune: Cambridge (“A charge to keep I have”).
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My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
Psalm 31:15
