As a child, He holds my hand,
I have no idea where we go.
As a child I just follow,
Asking no questions.
Wherever we go,
I know I will be safe.
I trust Your leading, Lord.
It may be the desert we travel,
to go round and round,
until my will and desires are given up.
It may be through the valleys or to mountain tops,
but He never lets go of my hand.
I keep holding tight to His hand,
Fore I know, if I let go,
My focus can become distracted!
As I look upon His face,
His smile of assurance is all I need.
I hold tight His hand.
Lead me Jesus, I trust.
Holding Your hand, Lord
I know you are not far!
With the other hand
I carry a banner that reads,
"the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go"
(Joshua 1:9b)
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