Put Your Hand In the Hand

Put your hand in the hand of our sweet Lord

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can now look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee

Every time I looked into the Holy Book I wanna tremble

When I read about the carpenter's son who cleared the temple

For the buyers and the sellers

Were no different fellas than what I profess to be

And it causes me pain to know I'm not the person I should be

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can now look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee

My momma taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven

When I lay me down to sleep pray the Lord my soul to keep

And when I'm down on my knees that's when I be closest to Heaven

If I should die before I wake pray the Lord my soul to take

Daddy lived his life with three kids and a wife you do what you must do

But he taught me enough of what it takes in life to get through

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee