His Hands - By Matthew
Verse One:
Holding my baby in my arms, he’s smiling back at me.
This world of fear just disappears, as I bounce him on one knee.
Swinging my baby in my arms, her curls fly high.
She’s holding on, won’t let you go, daddy, a little higher please.
Mama’s in the kitchen, with baby by her side.
What a glimpse of joy of heaven’s pride. How have the years flown by…