Hold Our Hand
You've held our hand, Lord
in dark and difficult days,
Please hold America's hand now.
Our burdens on You, we lay.
America needs your help, Lord,
in decisions we have to make.
America has abandoned You.
How much will You take?
America was founded around You, Lord
Confused, we stumble Your land.
We can't even walk
without You holding our hand.
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