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
A you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand
Of the man from-a Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book
I want to tremble
When I read about the part
Where a carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were
No different fellas than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know
I'm not the gal that I should be
Put your hand in the hand
Mama taught me how to pray before
I reached the age of seven
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
A you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand
Of the man from-a Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book
I want to tremble
When I read about the part
Where a carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were
No different fellas than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know
I'm not the gal that I should be
Put your hand in the hand
Mama taught me how to pray before
I reached the age of seven
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