It is God
his calming hand
when we reach out to him
believing in his guiding
his providence, our lives
grounded in him,
centered on the word
on the sacrifice of the son
love of the father
revealed, over and over
even while we stray, sin
a calming hand, to balance our fear
to ease the toil of life
August 31, 2008
Psalm 127:1-2,
Call to Worship
Suncook United Methodist Church
Sunday, August 31, 2008
A Calming Hand
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