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.