You're a mighty God with mighty hands
They work and toil at your mighty plans
They mold the land and hold up the sky
They pick up the dust and they make it life
I want to be deep in your hands
Help me please
You're a mighty God with mighty hands
They pick me up and they help me stand
They build a bridge in between
Reality and a hopeless dream
I want to be deep in your hands
Help me please
Hands that loved and hands that died
In those hands I will abide
I never want to leave again
So grasp me tight and pull me in
I want to be deep in your hands
Help me please
