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Thy Hand

Searching for the hidden answers My fingers numbly trace each shape Of every rock, nook and cranny From this ledge I find no escape My spirit cries for help from Thee Tenuous grip but strong in hope I tremble, falling to my knees Upon this jagged, slippery slope Remove from me this obstacle My feeble faith is not enough I’ve tried dear Lord to overcome The steep temptations of this bluff Intentions set, I know the path Yet my deeds still will not comply Each step tests and crumbles the edge As I plead, eyes turned toward the sky This climb, it seems impossible That Thou sent me to overcome But I know atop this mountain The view will be a holy one Thy hands replace my wearied ones The strength I find is not my own A foothold found, Thou lifts me up From beneath this tomb of stone Hand in hand Thou leads me higher Til on the summits peak we stand I never could have reached it Lord Except by Thy great, loving hand

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