Outstretched Hands Poem by Katherine Graven

OUTSTRETCHED HANDS

I'm a sinner, was my plea
The Holy Ghost to wash over me
To open my eyes, so I could see
God sent His Son, to set me free

Outstretched hands
from a cloud of light
No writing in the sand
or darkness of night

No soul to be seared
No fear was felt
No sorrow of tears
No harshness was dealt

Outstretched hands
placed upon my forehead
Living waters will withstand
To Jesus, I was wed

I will not see, a second Death
The Book Of Life, my name will stand
For I will receive a brand new breath
when I take hold of

OUTSTRETCHED HANDS

written by
Katherine Kay Graven
October 27,2015