Put your hand in the hand of
the man who stills the water
Put your hand in the hand of
the man who calms the sea
Take a look at yourself and
you can look at others differently
By puttin’ your hand in the
hand of the man from Galilee

Every time I look into the
Holy book I want to tremble
when I read about the part
when a carpenter cleared the temple
For the buyers and the sellers were
no different fellows than
what  I professed to be
And it caused me shame to
know that I’m not the
man I should be.

Put your hand in the hand
of the man who stills 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 differently
By puttin’ your hand in the hand
of the man from Galilee.

Mama taught me how to pray
before I reached the age of seven
When I’m down on my knees
that’s the time I’m close to Heaven
Daddy lived his life for two kids
and a wife, but you do what you must do
and he taught me enough of
what it takes to get a good man through, yeah

Put your hand in the hand
of the man who stilled the waters.
Put you hand in the hand
of the man who calmed the seas.
Take a look at yourself and
you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand
of the man from Galilee.

Put you hand in, still the water
Put your hand in, calm the sea
Oh, take a look at yourself and
you can look at others differently
By puttin’ your hand in the hand
of the man from Galilee.