Put Your Hand In the Hand

Put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters 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 Everytime I look into the Holy Book I wanna tremble When I read about the part where the carpenter cleared the temple For the buyers and the sellers were no Different fella's than what I professed to be And it causes me shame to know we're not the people we should be Put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters 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 mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven She said "there'll come a time when There'll probably be room in heaven" But I'm feelin' kinda guilty 'bout the Number of times you do what we must do Oh, we forget what He said, and we figure that He'll still make room You gotta put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters 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 But put your hand in the Hand of the Man of Galilee You gotta put your hand in the Hand of the Man who stilled the waters 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 But put your hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee