Holding Hands
i held hands with God today
it was only a piece of metal
but God did it his way
riding down the highway
tears rolling down my face
something in my prayer
found Gods unfailing grace
i held it for a moment
knowing it would not be
the last time
all these years of living
and this i finally find
i knew i could'nt keep it
to myself
i have to share it with my friends
when you need a friend like God
try to hold him in your hand
try a bible, an arm on a chair
a tree branch, or a cane
when your in a prayerful spirit
calling out his name
it took this long
for him to teach me this
maybe you can learn it
in a day
if i can help you worship him
i can save your soul today
just remember when you take his hand
and use what ever words you use to pray
that he is always waiting
and he always cares
that he'll bend over backwards
for someone who'll hold his hand
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