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A Worn Out Glove
 
My fingers feel so lifeless
They will not move or bend
I need a hand to help me
To give me life again

A hand to guide my every move
So I can work or play
I need a hand, please help me LORD
I need your hand today

From time to time we all need help
We need God's hand of love
Without his help we all would be
Just like a worn out glove

By George Langley

© 2017 George Langley (All rights reserved)

 

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