I love it when he holds my hand

I love it when he holds my hand.

I love it when he holds my hand.

I am elated when He holds my hand

It gives me confidence to press on.

I am confident when He holds my hand

And guides me through the way

I am delighted when He holds my hand and just wants to show me off

For He is proud of the stunning woman I am

He is proud that I am his daughter

Proud of the beautiful woman I have grown to be

For He molded fearfully and wonderfully.

And that is what He meant for me.

I am thankful that I have a hand He can hold.

I am grateful that my spirit can feel His hand when he holds me

I am thankful that my eyes can see the way when He leads me through it

For as the scriptures say, “My sheep know my voice and they follow me.”

And that is what he willed for me.

And now I pray that my hand shall never slip out of His grip

When my flesh desires an enchanting trip

A different path from when my father says,

“Take my hand child, this is the way.”

I am glad when he holds my hand.

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