- * GOD'S HANDS *- <br /> <br />A storm is building quickly <br />Dark clouds are overhead <br />Lightening clashes fiercely <br />As I toss and turn in bed. <br /> <br />Inside, my life is turmoil, <br />As I rush through every day <br />Sometimes I have such trouble <br />As I try to find my way. <br /> <br />So now, I turn to Jesus, <br />Put my life into His Hands <br />And try my very hardest <br />Just to make some small amends. <br /> <br />This fierce storm is lifting, <br />The skies becoming clear. <br />As I kneal down in solemn prayer <br />He'll wash away my fear. <br /> <br />So, if your heart is heavy <br />And your life is filled with fears <br />Just put your life into His Hands <br />And be washed clean by His tears. <br /> <br />For daily, He will guide you, <br />As your Knowledge, He expands: <br />The only thing He'll ever ask, <br />That you put... your life into His Hands. <br /> <br /> <br />Author: Carolyn Ford Witt <br />Ms. Caroline <br />© 3-28-06<br /><br />Carolyn Ford Witt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-hands-3/
