The Unseen Hand

There’s an unseen hand to me
That leads the way
I cannot see
While going through this weary land
Guided by the unseen hand
I’m trusting to the unseen hand
While going through this weary land
And some sweet day, I’ll reach that
Still guided by the unseen hand
I long to see my savior so face
And sing the story f his grace
And there upon that golden strand
I’ll praise him for his guiding hand
I’m trusting to the unseen hand
That guides me through this weary land
And some sweet day I’ll reach that strand
Still guided by the unseen hand
Still guided by the unseen hand