Adapted from “Psalm 31, Part I” by Isaac Watts
Written by Neil Robins
Unto
your
hands
O
God
of
truth,
my
spirit
I
commit
You
have
redeemed
my
soul
from
death
and
saved
me
from
the
pit.
The
passions
of
my
hope
and
fear
maintain
a
doubtful
strife
While
sorrow,
pain
and
sin
conspire
to
take
away
my
life
Chorus
I
know
my
days
are
in
Your
hands
though
I
draw
near
to
dust
You
are
the
God
in
whom
I
trust,
You
are
my
refuge.
So
lift
up
your
voice
and
sing
aloud,
and
praise
Him
all
you
saints,
How
wondrous
is
His
grace,
He
is
our
refuge.
Make
Your
most
beloved
face
to
shine
upon
me
now
And
save
me
for
Your
mercy’s
sake
for
I
am
lost
without
While
in
my
haste
I’m
quick
to
say
“where
is
Your
help
for
me?”
But
You
attend
me
when
I
pray
and You
have
heard
my
plea.
Chorus
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