The Touch of the Unseen Hand

Verse 1

There's a hand reaching down when the night-shades enfold, And my soul is alone with its grief; Then a voice sweet and low Soothes my pain and my woe, And the touch of that hand brings relief.

Chorus

The touch of the hand that is gentle and strong, The touch of the hand that is tender and true; That hand reaches down thro' the night dark and long, And the touch of that hand fills my soul with a song.

Verse 2

There's a hand reaches down when I struggle alone, And my soul is most sorely opprest; Then a voice firm and clear Tells me Jesus is near, And the touch of His hand gives me rest.

Verse 3

There's a hand reaches down when temptations assault, And their terrors my soul would affright; Then a voice true and clear Calls "Fear not, I am here," And the touch of His hand guides me right.

Verse 4

There's a hand reaches down, and where'er I may be, Tho' my trials and cares do not cease; Still a voice strong and clear Fills my heart with its cheer, And the touch of His hand gives me peace.