Put your hand in the hand of the man

Who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man

Who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself

And you can look at others differently

Put your hand in the hand of the man

From Galilee

Everytime I look into the Holy Book I wanna tremble

When I read about the part where a carpenter cleared the temple

For the buyers and the sellers were no different fella's than what I professed to be

And it causes me shame to know I'm not the gal that I should be

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Gallalee

Mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven

And when I'm down on my knees, that's when I'm close to heaven

Daddy lived his life for two kids and a wife, but you do what you must do

But he showed me enough of what it takes to get me through

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Gallalee

Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water

Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea

Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently

By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Gallalee