God holds my life in His Hands

God You hold my life in Your Hands.
All that happens is in Your plans.

Whether on a mountain top way up high.
Or in a valley, where I feel, I could die.

You’ve got me covered.
Like whip cream on pumpkin pie.

Settle, I could.
But Sicilian am I.
So I’d much rather die.
Then to compromise.

Just kidding, or am I?
When it comes to my faith.
There is no debate, I will not hesitate.
To put you in your place.

My faith is strong, no compromise there.
But with him or her,
I do find common ground.

Preach God’s Word.
Now it’s your turn.

Reach out your hands.
Then take a stand.

For what is Right.
Not what is wrong.

Up until the
Day is done.


Published by jenthefair

Go to my "this is me" section. You will read more than you ever wanted to know about me.

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