God Has His Hand On Me

Maybe the future will not hold a river of gold,

but I know there is something that stirs my soul.

When my world crashes down, down, down,

and I find myself flat on the ground,

I know God has His hand on me.

He lifts me up so very high,

I feel my spirit soar and fly.

Life tells a long, long story,

that it’s not an easy street.

But I know God has His hand on me.

When the rain showers my life,

and I look up to see the angels cry,

I know that God has His hand on me.

He walks with me to the shore of peace,

weaves the broken road until it meets,

And I know God has His hand on me.

Copyright 2010 ShannonFarlouis