All his holy ones are in his hands
(Deuteronomy 33:3; NLT).
God holds us in his loving hands,
No matter how far we stray.
Whatever he sends, he cares for us,
Guiding us through each day.
God holds us in his gentle hands,
No matter how far we roam.
Whatever he sends, he carries us,
Bringing us safely home.
God holds us in his mighty hands,
No matter how great our fear.
Whatever he sends, he comforts us,
For, even in death, he’s near.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me
(Psalm 23:4; KJV).
We are safe in His arms…Hallelujah!
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It’s a comforting thought to know we are in His hands. Thank you, sister Ruth!
Isn’t it just! XXXXXX