In His Hollow Hand

Lord as I had come before you
I must come again
To reveal the blessing
I’ve asked in your name.

There’s a child of yours
That’s greatly in need
 Though it’s her prayers for hope 
That make her want to believe.

What a wonder she is
As she lives only graciously
She’s kind and courageous
And has done so much for me.

I was afraid for her
But finally Lord I understand
As you’re now protecting her
In the Hollow of Your Hand.

Brenda Elizabeth Rose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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