Your Hand

Posted on: December 19, 2007 Written by
Your Hand
Photography by: daizuoxin from iStock          

Oh Father, Your hand is

always outstretched.

Waiting, patiently waiting.

I eagerly turn

my soul to You.

Seeking, joyfully seeking

We start the day

together firm,

But midst the cares

I stubbornly turn.

I carry the weight

in my hands, all.

Until I am crushed

and then I fall.

I slowly turn

my soul to You.

Seeking, humbly seeking.

And Father, Your hand

is still outstretched

Waiting, patiently waiting.

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