It Takes an Almighty Hand Songtext

von Ian White

It takes an almighty hand, to make your harvest grow;
It takes an almighty hand, however you may sow.
It takes an almighty hand, the world around me shows;
It takes the almighty hand of God.

It takes his hand to grow your garden,
All from a secret in a seed;
Part of a plan he spoke and started,
And said is ‘very good indeed'.

It takes an almighty hand, to make your harvest grow;
It takes an almighty hand, however you may sow.
It takes an almighty hand, the world around me shows;
It takes the almighty hand of God.

It takes his hand to turn the seasons,
To give the sun and snow their hour;
And in this plan we learn his reason,
His nature and eternal power.

It takes an almighty hand, to make your harvest grow;
It takes an almighty hand, however you may sow.
It takes an almighty hand, the world around me shows;
It takes the almighty hand of God.

It took his hand to carry sorrow,
For ev'ry sin that we have done;
And on a cross he bought tomorrow,
A world of good, like he'd begun.

It takes an almighty hand, to make your harvest grow;
It takes an almighty hand, however you may sow.
It takes an almighty hand, the world around me shows;
It takes the almighty hand of God.

And in his hands there is perfection,
That in this land we only taste;
For now, we see a poor reflection,
Then, we shall see him face to face.

It takes an almighty hand, to make your harvest grow;
It takes an almighty hand, however you may sow.
It takes an almighty hand, the world around me shows;
It takes the almighty hand of God.