In His Hands

In His Hands

Everything I’ve lived through, from a child until today,  

God was there, though I couldn’t see His way.  

All the hurt, the pain, the endless despair,  

Through abuse and neglect, He was always there.  

He felt what I felt, endured it all with me,  

His grace kept me through every tragedy.  

I should’ve lost my life, many times over,  

But my Father intervened, His love like a cover.  

I’ll never understand why He chose me,  

But He did, with a love so wild and free.  

The One who spoke the world into being,  

Called me to His side, forever redeeming.  

His grace and mercy chased me down,  

In the darkest moments, He was my crown.  

I remember seeing the number 1217,  

For fifteen years, it was a sign unseen.

On receipts, the time, it was everywhere,  

And I knew somehow, God was there.  

I asked everyone what it could mean,  

But their answers were blurred, far from clean.

I knew it wasn’t luck or a lotto game,  

It was something greater, tied to His name.  

Then one day, with my Bible in hand,  

I found the meaning—“Committal Thy Life in My Hands.”

Overjoyed, my heart finally knew,  

God had been calling me, patient and true.  

He never gave up, He waited for me,  

With long-suffering love, setting me free.

Who am I, that He’d love me so?  

A sinner, yet His mercy would flow.  

He comforts me when I’m feeling torn,  

Reminding me I’m not alone or forlorn.

When past abandonment tries to arise,  

He affirms me, lifts me up to the skies.  

He protects me, He covers me in His embrace,  

He calms my soul, giving me grace.

Step by step, He leads me through,  

Molding me into someone new.  

Beauty for ashes, a daughter of Sarah,  

He’s transforming me, revealing His era.

He gave me a heart soft and pure,  

Called me His own, of that I’m sure.  

Now I wear His name, I’m His, not mine,  

In His love, my soul does shine.

The void I carried all these years,  

Now filled with Him, no more fears.  

My life in His hands, I have no regrets,  

With Him, my soul’s needs are met.

Outside of Him, I am nothing at all,  

But in His arms, I stand tall.  

My life is complete, He makes me whole,  

God, my Savior, the keeper of my soul.