Taken

Perhaps the most beauty I have seen

Lies in your hand, and how it moves for me

It made me and stayed back while I lived carefree

It touched me and told me your love runs deep

I've felt it along a road of learning, seeking you out, 

of failings & yearnings

I've mistaken its absence in times when I've prayed

answers not returning but your hand remained

Your hand's uncovered my eyes revealing
The hardest of hearts, my never ending need

In utter heartbreak, your hand, so sweet

held me, consoled deep, lead me to my feet

When darkness grew darker, the desert's final blow

your hand holds out truth, to the promise land I go!

And now in the nothing, no earthly thing on which to lean

I still hold the one and most precious thing

The hand of my Savior, Mr. Everlasting

My heart's cry, "I do," to this song he sings,

"Marry me love, slip on this band

Dance with me always, great things I have planned."

~Anni Lee
7.21.11

Song still playing, Healing is in Your Hands, Christy Nockels.