There are many things in life that I cannot understand
Yet the good Lord's blessed the labor of these two hard working hands
And when all my toil is over and I'm laid beneath the sod
Then these hands of mine shall touch the hands of God

Many times these hands have failed Him but He's kept me by His grace
Even though sometimes in kindness He's applied the chastening rod
But I'm going home tomorrow and I'll see Him face to face
Then these hands of mine will touch the hands of God

There'll be a welcome there for me far beyond that crystal sea
And I'll hold the hands that Calvary's nails have scarred
Then I'll enter through the gates, walk on streets the saints have trod
Then these hands of mine will touch the hands of God