I cling to the hand of god who heard my cries.
HE came to me, broke my chains
and set me free from the place
where evil was determined to devour me.
Hands so mighty gave me rest
from the thoughts that tell me
I can't and tell me I am not.
Finally freed and miraculously changed
from filthy rags into a snow white raiment.
I cling to his hand, to HIS word
and I see glimpses of myself through his eyes.
My heart is filled with the love
I have so desperately searched for.
I am now finally complete through salvation.
My thoughts are of devotion.
I lift up my hands and praise
the living god who loves.
Who loves even me.
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