Written about what it must be like to be a child of God
Would I have cried if I was there when you died on the cross for my sins
Would I have had the faith to remember the promise of you rising from the grave
Would I have tried to make sure the things that were coming were clear
Would I have lied to try to get the answers that I thought I wanted
Put your hands in mine you tell me when you rose from the dead
Put your hands in mine and I will hold you close even through your pain
Put your hands in mine and let me lead you, child you are mine
Put your hands in mine as I have the world to show you
Put your hands up when you feel so afraid
Put your hands out when you need to remind me that you will take care of me
Put your hands in mine when you feel like letting go of everything
Put your hands in mine as I hold you in my heart\
Would you take my hand, heavenly father
Would you take my hand, if I can’t let go of things this world
Would you find me, when I try to hide from you ashamed
Would you hold my breaking heart, and put me back together