Your Hands

YOUR HANDS

 

As I read through the scriptures

Time and time again

When it seems that all is lost

You reach out your mighty hand

Your hand touched Sarah in her golden age

Unto her and Abraham a tiny child you gave

Your hand held back the waters

As the children crossed the sea

And fought with Gideon’s army

And won the victory

Your hand has shut the mouth of lions

Carved for us the law

Then suddenly came from nowhere

And wrote upon the wall

Your hand has cleansed a leper

Made the blind to see

While I was yet lost in sin

Your hands they bled for me

Your hands poured the wine

Your hands broke the bread

With two tiny fish

Five thousand men were fed

You showed your hands to Thomas

The scars for him to see

Your hands took hold of Peter

As he sank on Galilee

So though I sometimes stumble

And slip along the way

And though I sometimes fall

Down I will not stay

For I will put my trust in you

And on the rock I’ll stand

I know that I’m secure in your mighty hands

mike bishop 1/4/98