Touched by the Maker’s Hand
In the garden grew the tree of life eternal,
This the Hand of our Creator gave to man:
There we feasted on those blessings rich and vernal,
While we reveled in the fullness of His plan.
See how sin has forfeited so great a favor,
And the soul is taught by lessons lined with pain;
But by priceless payment of our bleeding Savior,
Now the Maker’s Hand is touching us again.
Do not think that God is pleased to see us suffer,
But afflicting us may be the only way
That will bring the soul in safety to her Lover,
And an able tool in teaching us to pray.
Let us bare our hearts to be made more like Jesus,
Let the great Designer mold the mortal clay,
While we learn to leave the things that merely please us,
That the Maker’s Hand may touch us all today.
Flee from all the doubtful pictures of the devil,
Shun the promise of the strongest arm of man—
What you look upon will lead you to its level—
Let the Father teach you His redemption plan.
Come, enroll today and pay the sweet tuition
Of unwav’ring trust that’s settled in the soul;
When the prayer of faith has reached its full fruition,
Then the Maker’s Hand will touch and make you whole.
Time has told us tales of God’s great healing river,
But a stopped-up spring becomes a stagnant pool;
Prayer has moved the Hand that only can deliver,
And a fuller flow has brought another jewel.
Come and listen while I tell to all the story:
I am healed where scourge of sickness once had been;
Unto God be all the thanks and praise and glory,
For the Maker’s Hand has touched me once again.