Yahweh, your hand is so mighty and strong,
That when it seems I have no direction, it’s your hand that guides me along.
Yahweh, your hand is so mighty and swift.
That everything planted inside me is a blessing, and what I consider a gift.
If only I could feel the touch of your hand Lord.
God’s hand, yet smooth and cuts deep as the sharpest sword.
The touch of your hand mighty God, is something I long to feel.
Not just any touch, only by you, the creator of my very being, is all so real.
At night when I rest my head, before my mind drifts off into a dream,
Pure and clean like your heart Almighty God, feels safe and serene.
The touch from your mighty hand, O Holy One of Israel, puts my mind at ease. I’m so overwhelmed by the presence of your glory, cool as a gentle breeze.
It’s in your mighty hand Lord that I’m secure, you are my protection.
It’s your mighty hand Lord that peels my flesh, revealing my inner reflection.
Mighty God, it was your word that shaped the world into existence.
Your hand my God that molded the New Heaven and New Earth with eternal persistence.
You are grace and glory in the purest form, with your hand, you will write my new name on my head.
It was your powerful and mighty Holy Spirit that resurrected Christ from the dead.
Your healing hands, revealing plans that no man has even seen with his eyes.
It is your hand God that reveals who I am with you, even in this fleshly disguise.
I can go on forever about your power and majesty, you are The Most High.
Even at the lowest point in my life, it was your hand God that lifted me high.
It is not by my own hands, yet is by your hand that makes me stronger.
With all the love you show, I’ll never let you go,
Lord hold me in your hands longer. I LOVE YOU! Isaiah D. McCowan
© Isaiah Daniel McCowan