Sunday Blessings

Take My Hand

When the storms of life are raging

And there's trouble 'cross the land;

We can almost hear Him whisper,

Precious children "Take My Hand".

You will never have a problem 

That I cannot understand...

I will bear your every burden,

If you'll only take my hand.

When your trials seem much too heavy

And you feel you cannot stand;

I will be the crutch you lean on

Precious children "Take My Hand".

O'er the earth, My eyes are roaming;

There is naught, I cannot see...

Take My hand and look toward heaven,

Then just put your trust in Me.

There's no sickness, I can't conquer;

There's no storm, I cannot calm;

For I paid for all your trials,

With the nail-prints in My palm.

'Does not matter what you're facing...

You don't have to understand;

Put your trust in Me, My children.

Just reach up and Take My Hand.

I will bear your every burden...

I'll bring peace to every land,

If My children will obey Me;

And reach out and "Take My Hand".

Author unknown

HAVE A BLESSED DAY!

Sylvia