Oh, Lord, who formed the universe
With a word of command,
Then, from the darkness, called forth light,
To hold within Your hand.
And sweeps across the land.
All of creation moves in time
With the design You’ve planned.
What man can’t understand,
The glory of all creation
Still rests within Your hand.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim
the work of his hands.
Wednesday, July 2, 2025
In Your Hand
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