The Masters hand
So firm and strong
To lead us from
The path of wrong
The Masters hand
So tender and warm
Yet has the power
To calm the storm
The Masters hand
I often feel
Upon my shoulder
To find his will
The Masters hand
I always know
The scars he bares
Tell me so
The purpose for
The Masters hand
To guide me safely
Through the Masters plan
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