The Masters Hand - Cindy Morgan

Covered by a silver light

Moving shadows try and hold me tight

And there are footprints in the sand

But you can never tell just where you land

When you’re touched by the Master’s hand

Blaring thunder, twirling trees

Fighting a tornado on my knees

So I took my bible to my bed

Lit a candle, trembled as I read

And I was touched by the Master’s Hand

You carry me through the hard times in life

Oh and You rescue me from the storms in the night

If you are frightened or afraid

Bitter words and choices you have made

Then lift your face up to the sky

Open up your heart and close your eyes

'Cause if you fall, we will land

'Cause His grace is a featherbed

When we’re touched by the Master’s hand

You carry me through the hard times in life

Oh and You rescue me from the storms in the night