His Hands

His hands paint the flowers
He puts leaves in the trees
At His whisper, birds start singing
When my heart needs melodies

Why I stray from all His goodness
My poor mind can't understand
I'm to blame for my misfortune
I lost hold of His hands

Those hands still give me mercy
Though I'm wrong as wrong can be
If they really gave me justice
I'd be lost on homeless seas

I've been lost in the shuffle
I've obeyed the wrong command
I'm going back to the chapel
In search of His hands

(Those hands still give me mercy)
Though I'm wrong as wrong can be
(If they really gave me justice)
I'd be lost on homeless seas

I've been lost in the shuffle
I've obeyed the wrong commands
I'm going back to the chapel
In search of His hands



Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Hamblen
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