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Verse 5 In your hands, Lord I place today, tomorrow,
Come, O my guilty brethren, come, In your hands, Lord I surrender all In your
Groaning beneath your load of sin ! hands, I commit my joys, my sorrows,
His bleeding heart shall make you room, In your hands, Lord I surrender all. 3/4
His open side shall take you in; Verse 4
He calls you now, invites you home: So Lord, I am trusting everything to your hands,
Come, o my guilty brethren, come! 5/5 And then I keep praying for our land,Lord,
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Verse 1 Our all I place in Your hands. 4/4
You have all my future
In your hands, in your hands, Chorus
I bid you take over all my life, Lord, My dreams, In your hands, Lord I place today, tomorrow,
aspirations, all my best, Jesus Lord In your hands, Lord I surrender all In your
My hopes, my fears, in your hands. 1/4 hands, I commit my joys, my sorrows,
In your hands, Lord I surrender all. 4/4
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In your hands, Lord I place today, tomorrow, 215 There is a balm in Gilead
In your hands, Lord I surrender all In your Chorus
hands, I commit my joys, my sorrows, There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded
In your hands, Lord I surrender all. 1/4 whole; There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin
sick soul.
Verse 2
Keep walking beside me every night, everyday Verse 1
And giving me courage for the fray, Sometimes I feel discouraged, and think my
Lord, work‟s in vain,
Lord i need you to guide me every step of the But then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again.
way 1/3
Forsake me not Lord, I pray. 2/4
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Chorus There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded
In your hands, Lord I place today, tomorrow, whole; There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin
In your hands, Lord I surrender all In your sick soul.
hands, I commit my joys, my sorrows,
In your hands, Lord I surrender all. 2/4 Verse 2
Don‟t ever feel discouraged, for Jesus is your
Verse 3 friend,
You place many duties in my And if you look for knowledge, He‟ll never refuse
hands, in my hands, to lend. 2/3
And shaping my work is my task,
Lord Chorus
On you I depend, Lord, for the power, this I ask There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded
That all makes sense in Your hands. 3/4 whole; There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin
sick soul.
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