- Oh the mighty hand of God
- I never can resist,
- The compelling voice of Christ my King,
- Seldom ceases to bring me rest,
- His all consuming fiery love
- Convincing my heart to beat,
- His pure untainted words of life
- Penetrate each time we meet,
- Oh the seeing eyes of God
- That fix upon my state of humble dust
- His divine nature teaching me to trust
- OH the salty flavor he provides, the light that bids me come
- The trumpet sound I long to hear, summoning me home
- Oh the constant burn of joy and peace he pours upon my soul
- I cannot deny his living water that pursues me til I’m whole,
- His patience none can replicate
- Or the kindness he displays,
- Manifesting grace to me when I wander from his ways
- Oh the mighty hand of God on earth cannot be turned or weak
- He heals the lame, lifts up the poor and satisfies those who seek.
- How could I not believe that every act of love or hate,
- every deed of good or sin
- Cannot prevent or mystify he invites them- all come in
- Man thou hard of heart, flesh beset with greed, the wisdom of our mighty God
- Knows what each one need,
- He directs the winds and waves, He commands each bird and beast
- He will guide the ones he knows to join him at the final feast.
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