Put Your Hand in the Hand Songtext
von Alan Garrity

Put your hand in the hand of the man who sailed the waters
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself, you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Every time I look into the Holy Book I want to tremble
When I read about the part where the carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and sellers were no
Different fellas than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know we′re not the people we should be
So put your hand in the hand of the man who sailed the waters
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself, you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
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 feeling kind of guilty about the
Number of times we do what we must do
We forget what He said and we figure that He'll still make room
You′ve got to put your hand in the
Hand of the man who sailed the waters
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself, you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
So put your hand in the hand of the man who sailed the waters
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself, you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee