life with open hands
Sons and daughters
In God's hands
We are
God gave his Son
Into our hands
Yesterday he died for us
Today we died in Christ
Tumorrow we'll die
As it is written
The same it is
Written as his son
Died for us
In our hands
With open hands
He waits for us
To live with him
With open hands
Eternal life
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