A Pastor’s Musings
There is A Hand
There is a hand so mighty
Yet this world can’t even see
It was pierced and bled on Calvary cross
Buying freedom for you and me
That freedom was not temporary
Eternity won’t see it end
The hand that bled that fateful day
Belonged to the world’s best friend
That hand lifted up robbed sin of power
And holds the world in place
Provides food for the tiny sparrow
And even feeds the human race
That hand extended says many things
The foolish man says it isn’t real
But the nail print in the middle
Is proof of the Father God’s seal
So trust that hand for all your needs
And never doubt its power
It will keep you safe not for a day
But until your final hour
LB 2015