Take Hold Of My Hand
Take hold of my hand
as we feel Jesus love
Take hold of my hand
as we pray to Him above
Let us run to the lake
and watch how the ripples pass on
Let us breathe in the smell of the beauty,
where we belong
We can catch the stars
as they fall to the earth
If we sing, we can hear the music
of the robin in flight
We need you Jesus, in our home tonight
Take hold of my hand,
Jesus, tell a story to me
As little children we sit at Your feet
You are so Holy, kind,
with a great deal of peace
Let us fly on the wings of a butterfly
For I believe
they are someone's soul on high
We will take them to Jesus kingdom,
as we fly
Take hold of my hand
as we kiss Jesus sweet face
I feel such comfort
in His embrace
Jesus is walking as our footsteps today
So we will not fall,
He will help us in every way
If we can hold His Sacred Heart,
never lose faith at all
Take hold of my hand,
feel the grass in your feet
Jesus, is the happiness we always seek.
© 2006Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
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