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I walked along the seashore,
And watched the endless waves,
I saw the hand of God there,
The mighty hand that saves.
Then I saw the towering forest,
And the smallest ferns and moss,
The hand that made these wonders,
Was for me nailed to the cross!
I saw the highest mountains,
I saw the fruitful land,
Everywhere I looked I saw,
The touch of the Master's hand.
This is the hand that holds me,
And lifts me when I fall,
The hand that will not fail me,
The greatest hand of all!
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