In Your Hands - SONICFLOOd

Sometimes my prayers seem so empty

Your voice seems so far away

But in my pain I see You molding me

You are the potter, I’m the clay

In Your hands, for every storm there is a reason

In Your hands, there is a time for every season

Though my tears may fall, You hold me close

And love me through it all

In Your hands…

When the clouds form all around me

I know the rain will bring new life

With every trial just keep molding me

As your plan unfolds before my very eyes

In Your hands, for every storm there is a reason

In Your hands, there is a time for every season

Though my tears may fall, You hold me close

And love me through it all

In Your hands…

You turn my weeping into dancing

You give my feet a place to stand

You will not turn away the asking

Even when Your ways are hard to understand

In Your hands, for every storm there is a reason

In Your hands, there is a time for every season

Though my tears may fall, You hold me close

And love me through it all

In Your hands…