Good Hands

Why do I try to work things out on my own

Why do I think I’m better off in control

Questions come and questions go

The more I ask the less I know

I’m givin’ it my best try

There’s so much more to this life

Lord I believe

Help my unbelief

I wanna see

Things I haven’t seen

Gonna walk by faith and not by sight

Gonna leave these empty doubts behind

For Your good plans

‘Cause I’m in good hands

I’m in good hands

You keep teaching me to walk it out, and take it slow

You keep leading me to lay it down, and give up control

Blessings come and blessings go

The more I see the more I know

I’m givin’ it my best shot

Trouble or not, trouble or not

Sure and steady

You won’t fail me

I’m in good, good hands

Strong and mighty

I am carried

By Your good hands