His Eternal Hand

The hand that made us deigned to flesh become
To know the life of one whom He had made
And so unravel what by sin we’ve done
To bring His light, illumines all our shade.

His hand now scatters to the wind our dark
As His new life becomes our eastern dawn,
And we by birth and rising of Him mark
All time, as we for Him forever long.

A New Creation held in His own palm
Now rises from the death of Adam’s sin,
And we burst forth with angels in a song
Of praise to Him as we begin again.

We know the touch of His eternal hand–
Gives life anew to us and to our land.