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With These Hands©


Every man,woman
and child born
can have mountains moved
in their path,
from late at night
to early morn
the almighty one is
their on our behalf.
You must have faith
to get by
if sometimes by life
you are beguiled,
just look up into the sky
he never forsakes his child.
His hands are always there
you can feel the touch,
when life to you is unfair
they comfort oh so much.
Afterall he created
the world we live in
and he died so that
we could be,
he forgave our every sin
only thinking of you and me.
With every move you make
keep him in your heart to stay,
cause every breath you take
is because he died that day.
And when your
dying breath is nigh
let praise be on your tongue,
no need to ask why
the thankful you're among!
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