THE TOUCH OF MY MASTER'S HAND
The Lord knows all about us
He knows everything.
He knows when we are crying
He knows when we are singing
He also know when the trails
Are too much for us to bear.
He will comfort our hearts
When we think other don’t care.
He knows when we are sad
When a loved one passes on
In our nights darkest hour
He will give you a song.
By
CAROLYN HAYNALI
6/14/99
I have been in the valleys and the hilltops.
It’s the same kind of challenges that I have to face
Rather I have taken turns to the right
or to the left on my road.
I always seem to make it through.
Because I have friends like you
that I have met on the way.
My friends have held my hand and comfort
My spirit when I needed them the most.
They have been there for me through the smiles and the tears.
They really cared about me.
They did not run or hide from my problems
They were true friends.
I love them more then they will ever know.
They are my special friends and a big part of my life
As I go on my journey down the road I know not where.
But I do know they are there for me.
By
Carolyn Haynali
6/30/99
WE ARE LIKE A FINE VIOLIN THAT HE TUNES
TO PLAY BEAUTIFUL MUSIC.
I FEEL THE TOUCH OF THE MASTERS HAND
ON MY LIFE.
THE TOUCH OF THE MASTERS HAND TUNES MY
LIFE INTO THE SPIRIT OF GOD SO THAT I CAN HEAR
HIS VOICE EACH MOMENT OF THE DAY.
TO TOUCH ME AND MAKE A PERFECT HEART
HE REACHES OUT AND TOUCHES OUR LIVES.
THE TOUCH OF THE MASTER’S HAND
SO WE MAY BE PERFECT IN HIM.
HE PICKS US UP WHEN WE ARE DOWN
WE ARE LIKE A FINE VIOLIN THAT IS TUNED BY THE
TOUCH OF THE MASTER HAND.
By
CAROLYN HAYNALI
7/1/99
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