| In The Hand Of Love. In the hands of love is the hands of God The hands that care even unto the ends I hope in your love And wait for your hands; When my feet falls your hands hold me And your love know not the giults of my soul. The beauty of your love reaches unto your hands Take me to the place where the winter is warm And also my heart where the music is playing And there I'll find rest;in the hands of your love. |