to GOD be the GLORY ~ In God’s Hands ~ By Deborah Ann In God’s hands,I clearly fitby His own fingersmy soul He did knit. For in the womb,they formed mejust like the podof a pea. In God’s hands,I want to stayand be to Hima piece of clay. For He molded,my heart in themjust like the budon top of a stem.… (more…)