God, Your hands have made all things seen and unseen . . .
Your hands hold me up when I am weak and unsteady and tenderly lead the way.
Your hands guide me, formed me, go to battle for me against the enemy, and display signs and wonders only You can compose.
Your hands reach out for me and pull me close, it’s there I experience the fullness of Your love.
Your hands hold me tight, bring deep and lasting comfort to my shattered heart and weary soul.
You redeem me with salvation and offer an everlasting home that is often hard to imagine. It’s in Your hands my heart is changed, my ears attuned to Your voice and my whole being transformed.
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