(Originally recorded by The Clergy)
So many different things I hold in my hand,
But I don't hold them there.
Gravity holds them down,
God’s finger picks them up moves them around.
Some of them I wanted to stay, some were a happy release.
Others appeared with joyous surprises others too heavy for grief.
Move it around.
Pick it up and move it around.
These things I hold them an offering to God.
He sees my hand and then
Raises me seven on my knees.
I will trust and obey.
Move it around.
Pick it up and move it around.
But I don't hold them there.
Gravity holds them down,
God’s finger picks them up moves them around.
Others appeared with joyous surprises others too heavy for grief.
Pick it up and move it around.
He sees my hand and then
Raises me seven on my knees.
I will trust and obey.
Pick it up and move it around.
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