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Put your hand in the hand of the man
                E
Who stilled the water
         Bm                      E
Put your hand in the hand of the man
               A
Who calmed the sea
                            A7
Take a look at yourself and you will
        D
Look at others differently
                A           F#
By puttin' your hand in the hand
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Of the man from Galilee

Every time I look into the Holy Book
I want to tremble (tremble)
When I read about the part where the carpenter
Cleared the temple (temple)
For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellas
Than what I profess to be
And it causes me shame to know we're not
The people we should be

So, put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you will
Look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand
Of the man from Galilee

My mama taught me how to pray before I reached
The age of seven
She said, "There'll come a time when there'll probably be
Room in heaven."
But I'm feeling kinda guilty 'bout the number of times
To do what we must do
But we forget what he said, then we figure that
He'll still make room

So, you gotta put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you will
Look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand
Of the man from Galilee