Monday, January 28, 2008

He Kept His Hand On Me

Even when I turned my back
God kept His hand on me
Though I wandered lost and blind
He tried to make me see
No matter where I looked for love
my needs would not be sated
until I turned my heart to Him
Oh' how patiently He waited.
He opened my heart and opened my eyes
to more love than ever I dreamed
Hope now lives where heartache dwelled,
my Lord stopped the devil's schemes.
His grace has washed me in the blood
my Savior shed for me
My sin died upon the cross
of that old rugged tree
Though never worthy did I feel
to Him I am a treasure
To live my life devoted to Him
is now my greatest pleasure!

Copyright 2008 By Vanita Hindsley

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