Put your hand in the hand of the Man who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the Man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand of the Man from Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book I wanna tremble
When I read about the part where the Carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellas than what I professed to be
And it causes me shame to know we're not the people we should be
Mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven
And when I'm down on my knees, that's when I'm close to heaven
My daddy lived his life for two kids and a wife, and he did what he could do
And he showed me just enough of what it takes to get me through
Put your hand in the hand of the Man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand of the Man from Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book I wanna tremble
When I read about the part where the Carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellas than what I professed to be
And it causes me shame to know we're not the people we should be
Mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven
And when I'm down on my knees, that's when I'm close to heaven
My daddy lived his life for two kids and a wife, and he did what he could do
And he showed me just enough of what it takes to get me through
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