Just a touch of the nail scarred hand
And I know that God will understand
Just a touch from heaven above,
And I can feel God's pure sweet love.
The nail scarred hand will lead the way,
To heaven's fair lands Ole Lord I pray,
I'll walk in God's love He'll carry me through.
The nail scarred hand will hold to me and you.
Just give Him your heart and trust in His love,
The nail scarred hand will hold you from above.
The nail scarred hand will lead the way,
To heaven's fair lands where mansions lay.
Wrote at the age of 11
First poem I ever wrote.
Judy Arline Puckett