HANDS OF LOVE
He painted you on canvas clouds
Every stroke a masterpiece
And blended every color just right
And created you unique
And just before the Angels came
And brought you from above
He held you ever tenderly
(yes, he did, yes he did now)
In the hands of Love
In the hands of love and he'll never let you go
In the hands of love, does it ease your pain to know
In the hands of love, forever in his bliss
In the hands of love, like a genle Angels kiss
You plant a seed and watch it grow
A flower to your eyes
You watch it weather many storms
And then you realize
That every flower in your garden
Is caressed from up above
He holds them each so tenderly
(yes he does, yes he does now)
In the hands of love
In the hands of love and he'll never let you go
In the hands of love, does it ease your pain to know
In the hands of love, forever in his bliss
In the hands of love, like a gentle Angels kiss
"Hands of Love" © 2000 Sung by Kim Scarpone
(Barry Goldstein)
IF I COULD CATCH A RAINBOW,
I WOULD DO IT JUST FOR YOU AND
SHARE WITH YOU ITS BEAUTY ON
THE DAYS YOU'RE FEELING BLUE
IF I COULD BUILD A MOUNTAIN
YOU COULD CALL YOUR VERY OWN
A PLACE TO FIND SERENITY
A PLACE TO BE ALONE
IF I COULD TAKE YOUR TROUBLES
I WOULD TOSS THEM IN THE SEA
BUT ALL THESE THINGS I'M
FINDING ARE IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME
I CANNOT BUILD A MOUNTAIN
OR CATCH A RAINBOW FAIR
BUT LET ME BE WHAT I KNOW BEST
A FRIEND THAT'S ALWAYS THERE
"You Say, "God" Only Exists
Because We Believe In Him,
But What If We Only Exist
Because He Believes In Us"
ANGEL FRIENDS
Some people doubt that each of us
Have angels to protect us,
Assigned by God when we were born,
To love us and direct us.
And though we cannot see them,
They're always at our side,
Companions while we're living,
And after we have died.
God knew we needed someone
To watch us night and day,
To guide us down the narrow path
And keep all harm away.
Someone of endless wisdom,
Whom He could always trust,
To guard us every minute,
And take good care of us.
So carefully He chose each one,
For every living soul,
Some with wings of silver,
And some with wings of gold,
But all filled with a burning love,
That never has an end,
And each of us is blessed to have,
A Special Angel Friend.
-Grace E. Easley-
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"Heavenly Gifts"
Artist-Glenna Pleasant