Take my hand
It's gonna be a brighter day
Take my hand
And I'll follow all the way
Take my hand
Because You touch me when I pray
When I was a child I played in the sun
These were the days I thought were fun
Noew that I'm grown I look through different eyes
And tearfully I watch as each dream dies
Now everything has suddenly changed today
Christ my Savior has come my way
Now I feel pretty high
As the sunshiny days go by
And, Jesus, I know that the reason is You
You've changed my gray days to gentle blue
Your love forever will I treasure
To me it's limitless-unable to measure
My love for You will ever last
It'll survive sunshine and stormy blast
To the end of time will You take my hand?
When we finally meet in that happy land
Take my hand
It's gonna be a brighter day
Take my hand
And I'll follow all the way
Take my hand
Because You touch me when I pray
(The very first actual poem I wrote)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem