Whatever the hand of the Lord has for me

Whatever the hand of the Lord has for me, I'll gladly receive it, whatever it be; Great pain or great sorrow, 'tis love in disguise; A gift for His child – makes me strong, makes me wise.

In good and in bad I have learnt to rejoice, What comes from above is my Father's best choice; There's good in the bad, that my heart can behold— Afflictions that turn into glory untold Forever and ever in heaven My heart shall rejoice to find That trials and heartaches reflected The plan in the Father's mind Forever and ever in heaven above The choir shall sing of the story of love— The love that was hid underneath all the pain And bore them to heaven forever to reign.