Chris Hillman - Our Savior's Hands lyrics

All was dark and all seemed lost When our Lord bore the sinners cross They nailed His hands that had hurt no man A mighty roar came over this land And the ground did shacke and the wind did squall With His hands he could have stopped it all But He knew the price that had to be paid On the righteous path to the narrow way Come rich and poor drink from the cup It is His hands that'll lift us up To eternal life there for every man Only flows from the Saviors hands Oh the righteous path marks a good mans way And a good mans way can be led astray For the road is wide for the dept unpaid For those who run from the narrow way