All was dark and all seemed lost
When our Lord bore the sinner's cross
They nailed his hands that had hurt no man
When a mighty roar came over the land
And the ground did shake and the wind did squall
With His hands he could have stopped it all
But he knew the price had to be paid (to Pay)
On the righteous path to the narrow way
Come rich and poor drink from the cup
It is his hands that lift us up
Where eternal life is for every man
But only flows from the savior's hands
On the righteous path marks a good man's way
And the good man's way can be led astray
For the road is wide with a debt unpaid
For those who run from the narrow way
From God above these hands were made
To be lifted up when we pray
Come brothers and sisters throughout this land
Will you shake our Saviors hands.