My Jesus's loving Hands

Whenever life is crushing with my cares,
I take Jesus's loving hand; Who walks beside me day by day and fully understands.
For his hand strengthens and is always kept in mine; because he has won my contrite heart, and truly is mine.
The love of Jesus who is my fortress means more to me each day, and because he is always near, He hears me when I pray.
So sweet is his fellowship, this relationship with my Jesus, that I sometimes scarce to explain, just what it means to me because His grace I have gained.
So even when the skies are dark, sunlight is dim and I can not see; I still can hold my Jesus's loving hand who has all of me.