We Are In the Palm of His Hands
Let me go a bit deeper..my full trust is in God,
Trusting in human beings can only go so far,
That may look to some like fear but it's not,
It is accepting who we are, we are not God,
Part of him is in us, we were made in his likeness,
All the love attained here is from our God above us,
He gives us a mind to rationalize and feelings to work through,
He gave us authority to take care of this earth, and his power to move,
People will doubt and question and search their whole lives,
Isn't that enough to make you recognize?,
You search me day and night, and all the people you see,
But I'm not who your truly looking for, it's the love of God you need,
I need him, I share him, it's a piece of who I am,
He is my shelter, he is my guidance, he is my strong hand,
I can tell him of my pain, I can tell all my thoughts to him,
I have seen miracles happen before my very eyes no man could ever send,
I have poured out my soul to him when masses were against me or could not understand my logic,
From those tiny prayers I've seen massive healing, and he told that tiny seed would move mountains,
He's taught me not everything I see is what it truly is, and the only real truth is his love,
I fall short every day of my life, but I live and breathe in his trust,
All this time, you never knew that I was a die hard fan,
I hold this treasure deep inside, his love is ingrained in the palm of my hand,
When you shake my hand, your not looking at my fingerprint,
You are seeing me in God's likeness, at that very moment we are no different,
That love holds onto one another, it's the hands that pick us up,
We have no idea whose hands were shaking, or the inside of that palm of love,
My grandma used to sing to me, we are in the palm of his hands,
That inside glimpse brought me here, and now I understand
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