In the Hands of the Man
I’m going to the promise land
To see the face of someone grand
Who holds the world in his hands
In the hands of the man
Don’t cry no more because I smile
We’ll meet again after a while
You’ll find me on my knees and hands
Singing praises to the man
It won’t be long ‘til that day comes
When the man lifts from his mighty throne
And comes to earth to claim his men
In the hands of the man
I bid farewell but just for now
And know my love lasts far past now
Continue until we meet again. . .
In the hands of the man
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