Saved by the Hands of Jesus

Saved by the Hands of Jesus

In silent nights of sorrow’s weight,

When hope had slipped beyond my sight,

A gentle hand reached through the dark,

And bathed my soul in quiet light.

The storms had torn my heart apart,

Each tear a river, cold and wide,

Yet there He stood, a steady calm,

A voice that whispered, “I abide.”

My burdens fell like withered leaves,

The chains of fear began to break,

For mercy flowed from wounded palms,

A gift no earthly force could take.

Through every trial, fierce and wild,

His grace became my resting place,

Not by my strength, but by His love,

I found the warmth of His embrace.

No longer lost, no longer blind,

I walk a path His hands have paved,

Each step a promise softly kept,

A sinner held, a soul now saved.

And when my final breath shall fade,

I’ll rise beyond the veil of time,

Held safe within those sacred hands,

Forever His, forever mine.