There is an unseen hand to me
That leads through ways, I cannot see
While going through, this world of woe
This hand still leads me as I go

I'm trusting to the unseen hand
That leads me through this weary land
And some sweet day, I'll reach that strand
Still guided by, the unseen hand

One day he'll lead me to that shore
My King of kings and Lord of lords
Then I'll behold those nailed scarred hands
and worship worthy is the Lamb

I'm trusting to the unseen hand
That leads me through this weary land
And some sweet day, I'll reach that strand
Still guided by, the unseen hand