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Sometimes I get lost, sometimes I get oh so scared |
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When these wires get crossed, somehow I end up nowhere |
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But there is where I turn from what I sought to gain |
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And there is where I learn that I've only to call upon His name. |
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Chorus: |
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It's in my Father's hands and I have no fear |
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There's no point making plans when His hands can steer |
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Why should I so small and frail, carry life's demands |
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When He can see where I might fail and where I might stand |
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It's in my Father's hands. |
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Sometimes we go wrong, sometimes we get one track minds |
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Thinking all alone that we can handle life just fine |
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But there is where we turn and find it's not to gain |
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And there is where we learn that we've only to call upon His name. |
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Chorus: |
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It's in my Father's hands and I have no fear |
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There's no point making plans when His hands can steer |
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Why should I so small and frail, carry life's demands |
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When He can see where I might fail and where I might stand |
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It's in my Father's hands. |
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Why should I so small and frail, carry life's demands |
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When He can see where I might fail and where I might stand |
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It's in my Father's hands |
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In my Father's hands... |
