Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Hold To the Hand That Holds Us



For I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you. Isa.41:13

Hold to the hand that holds the sand that trickles through time’s glass
The Keeper of His promises knows what will come to pass
Then should the fight be hard and night reach far into the day
Still, hold the hand that holds us in each untold come-what-may

Hold to the hand that holds the land and sea in folds of blue
He parts the waters of the deep so that we may pass through
And should the way that he allows seem foreign to our want
Still, hold the hand that holds us close where fear and worry taunt

Hold to the hand that will not fail though oft it seems, we must
Yet, if we never failed then would we ever truly trust?
His hands are rich with mercy, granting courage for this strife
Hold to the hand that holds us in the gray and gold of life

And wore the nails and bore the cross for our sin; Jesus
Hold to His hand, He understands what we can never know
Hold to the hand that holds us near and never lets us go

© Janet Martin

6 comments:

  1. "And should the way that he allows seem foreign to our want
    Still, hold the hand that holds us close where fear and worry taunt" -

    love this line. And "the gray and gold of life", and "if we never failed then would we ever truly trust?"

    Easter is coming.

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    1. Amen! without Easter nothing else in life would have purpose or value. thank-you Jesus!

      Melissa emailed me this morning asking me to remember to pray for her , saying she needs courage, confidence and focus for what lies ahead today...I encouraged her to hold the hand that holds her...maybe because that's what I need to remind myself to do constantly!

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    2. And your poetry reminds us to do the same, thank you so much for that, Janet.

      Hope Melissa is okay..I'm sure your prayers are a great help to her.

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    3. :) thank-you so much. She will be fine...growing pains we all need to suffer with prayer, they are bearable.

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  2. Another lovely lovely poem, Janet.
    Amalia
    xo

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