Lyrics: Nana Mouskouri. Put Your Hand In the Hand.

Put Your Hand In The Hand
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 diffA'rently
By puttinA' your hand in the hand of the man from a Galilee.

Every time I look into the holy book I wanne tremble.
When I read about the part where a carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers where no diffA'rent fellas than what I profess to
be.
And it causes me pain to know that IA'm not the gal that I should be.

Mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven.
And when IA'm down on my knees thatA's a when IA'm close to heaven.
Daddy lived his life with two kids and a wife you do what you must do

But he showed me enough of what it takes to get you 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 diffA'rently
By puttinA' your hand in the hand of the man from a Galilee.
Put your hand in the hand of the man from a Galilee.

Copyright 1970 by Beechwood Music of Canada