God Has His Hand On Me

Maybe the future will not hold a river of gold, but I know there is something that stirs my soul. When my world crashes down, down, down, and I find myself flat on the ground, I know God has His hand on me. He lifts me up so very high, I feel my spirit soar and fly. Life tells a long, long story, that it's not an easy street. But I know God has His hand on me. When the rain showers my life, and I look up to see the angels cry, I know that God has His hand on me. He walks with me to the shore of peace, weaves the broken road until it meets, And I know God has His hand on me.