His hands were callused

Oh I am sure of that

From years of nails and hammers with his father

And his hands were dirty

I know they must have been

The times he healed blind eyes with mud and water

Chorus:

And though I have never seen him face to face

I can say this much I understand

I believe that he is holding me now

And so I know I am

In good hands

I'm in good hands

His hands were steady

Breaking the bread

That fed five thousand souls who came to hear him

And his hands were gentle

I know they must have been

The little children clamored to be near him

Chorus:

And though I have never seen him face to face

I can say this much I understand

I believe that he is holding me now

And so I know I am

In good hands

I'm in good hands

His hands were wounded

He gave his life

And we know by the scars how much he loves us

Chorus:

And though I have never seen him face to face

I can say this much I understand

I believe that he is holding me now

And so I know I am

In good hands

I'm in good hands