Put Your Hand In The Hand (Letra)

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(words & music by g. maclellan)
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
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 momma taught me how to pray
Before i reached the age of seven
When i’m down on my knees
That’s when i’m closest to heaven
Daddy lived his life, two kids and a wife
Well you do what you must do
But he showed me enough of what it takes
To get me through, oh yeh!

Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
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
Oh yeh!

Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
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
Oh yeh!

Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
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
Oh yeh!
Put your hand in the hand of the man from galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from galilee, oh yeh!

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Put Your Hand In The Hand (Letra)

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Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water . . .
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,
By puttin’ your hand in the hand of the man
From the galilee!

Every time i look into the holy book
I want to tremble . . .
When i read about the part where the carpenter
Cleared the temple . . .
For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellas
Than what i profess to be,
And it causes me shame to know
I’m not the guy that i should be!

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Mamma taught me how to pray
Before i reached the age of seven . . .
She said: there’ll come a time when we’ll probably need a room
In heaven!
And i’m feeling kinda guilty ¡®bout the number of times
To do what we must do,
But we forget what he said when we figured that
He’d still make room!

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