My Hand in God's

My Hand In God's Each morning when I wake I say, I place my hand in God's today. I know He'll walk close by my side My every wandering step to guide He leads with the tenderest care When paths are dark and I despair-- No need for me to understand If I but hold fast to His hand. My hand in His! No surer way to walk in safety through each day. By His great bounty I am fed; Warmed by His love and comforted. When at day's end I seek my rest And realize how much I'm blessed, My thanks pour out to Him; and then I place my hand in God's again. By Florence Scripps Kellogg