Palm of His Hands
He has our hearts,
And yes our soul's,
We are his blessings,
No matter when the anchor is thrown,
I kneel to pray,
And his plan extends to my soul,
Now I am reborn,
I need not crawl any more,
There's no doubt,
God always had me in the palm of His Hands,
If ever I call,
His love will be deliverance in hand.
Your word is my lamp for my feet, a light for my path. Psalm 119:105
© By Author Feon Davis