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I tasted the sweetness of love shine and felt Heaven reach into hearts of some I seen the hands of God's touch take hold of those in His welcome I seen a poor man with nothing to give share what the hands of God gave us to live while those who had more than they need just turn their heads and look the other way I watched the hatred of a discriminated race bring tears to a child's innocence face while he stood there and saw his family bleed I took the hands of God and pressed on while others turned their backs on Him and me and showed no care or sympathy I sat and watched trust leave a place while all that we were taught just erase a world that took what should of never gone I prayed with the hands of God on me all that I have seen go on so much for a world to change what we've become I heard the hypocrite's talk with grace as they only speak in words of disgrace while the hands of God reached to save a time to those who only look with eyes blind to see in a world that only became cold and gray Spiritwind ©2016
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 11:16 AM UTC
Hands Of God
I tasted the sweetness of love shine and felt Heaven reach into hearts of some I seen the hands of God's touch take hold of those in His welcome I seen a poor man with nothing to give share what the hands of God gave us to live while those who had more than they need just turn their heads and look the other way I watched the hatred of a discriminated race bring tears to a child's innocence face while he stood there and saw his family bleed I took the hands of God and pressed on while others turned their backs on Him and me and showed no care or sympathy I sat and watched trust leave a place while all that we were taught just erase a world that took what should of never gone I prayed with the hands of God on me all that I have seen go on so much for a world to change what we've become I heard the hypocrite's talk with grace as they only speak in words of disgrace while the hands of God reached to save a time to those who only look with eyes blind to see in a world that only became cold and gray Spiritwind ©2016
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 11:16 AM UTC
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