Put Your Hand in the Hand Songtext
von Alan Garrity

Put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters
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
Put your hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee
Everytime 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 fella′s than what I professed to be
And it causes me shame to know we're not the people we should be
Put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters
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
Put your hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee
My mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven She said "there′ll come a time when
there'll probably be room in heaven"
But I'm feelin′ kinda guilty ′bout the
number of times you do what we must do
Oh, we forget what He said, and we figure that He'll still make room
You gotta put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters
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
But put your hand in the Hand of the Man of Galilee
You gotta put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters
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
But put your hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee