Nothing is impossible for you
You hold my world in your hands
Strong, you protect
Open, you accept
Gentle, you comfort
Healing, you mend
Precise, you mold
I have surrendered control
I fall at your feet
You run towards me
You are rooted; an unmovable mountain
You guide and lead me
You stand on Holy ground
You walk on water
In the confusion and chaos
You're still able
I am established with you and in you
You will rescue me and make me whole
I see the holes in your hands, I wash your feet
May I too go with healing hands
And usher your brilliance into the darkness
With the man of God you have blessed me with
Hand in hand we venture forth
Unknowing but trusting
May our hands and feet not be of our own, bur Yours
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