In Your Hands Lord

Sometimes we wish things would stay the same.
Just how there meant to be.

Dinner at 5pm, around the table,
with friends or family.

But life's not that easy,
I'm starting to see.
It's unfair pick of hurt and calamity.

So try to remember,
It's up to our maker,
It's time to release control.
And hand it over to our creator,
The only one who can make us whole.

We all know that's what we'll need.
And we know he can provide.
Comfort to our shaken world.
Growing closer to him with every stride.