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God's Hands in Mine
The gift of love comes alive in thy maiden's hand.
A promise in the lips of men is void, without touch.
For cursed is love as it leaves the mouth of the sinner,
that has no intention of fulfilling its purpose, to be.
Such is that purpose in the name of God thy Lord,
that he made Hands for such endeavours.
It is hidden in King David's chords
to give life and meaning to mine and yours.
Hands filled with hope,pray.
Hands filled with malice.hate.
Hands filled with promise,give.
my hands within yours,thrive.
It made me, the lesser of God's kin,
the most blessed of His children.
What more is there? Just this...
For this soul is rejoiced in my love's grace.
© 2014 Anan Celeste