When I raise my hands,
God reaches down from Heaven,
And holds my hands tight,
He lets me know that everythings going to be alright,
Even when the sky is dark,
And all hope seems to be gone,
God picks you up and dusts you off,
And there you stand strong.
God reaches down from Heaven,
And holds my hands tight,
He lets me know that everythings going to be alright,
Even when the sky is dark,
And all hope seems to be gone,
God picks you up and dusts you off,
And there you stand strong.
