I-n the hands of God,
V-ictory lies without a doubt;
Y-our life breathes the air in and out of your mouth.
F-rom the hands of God
A-ll your needs are coming;
L-et His grace overflow,
A-s well as His blessing.
M-aker's long loving arm
I-s filled with mercy and love;
N-inth of May Tuesday
I-s sharing the blue sky above.
A-lmighty Father makes
N-oontime drought or midnight flood;
O-ne bad dream or bright future is in the hands of God.
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