Hand of God The wind blows strong, but with a touch of softness As I walk through the night The sky is clear, the stars are bright With my nerves exhausted and drained I keep pacing through the night I watch the trees, blow in the wind The wind reaches down , touches me gently or, is it to say The hand of God Reaches down and touches me for to say Be strong and patient Don�t worry the pain will pass And, I�ll be there to help you through , this long night And all other nights, onward down the line Just reach out your arms, and embrass Hold your head up high ,toward the sky And the hand of God Will reach down and hold you And carry you through. emoantony 1984 |
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