When my world falls down around me,
And The ground is sinking sand,
When peace can't be found on this earth,
I reach out for your hand.

The when your hand wraps around my own,
A strength pours from your soul;
It brings me to a quiet calm,
Till once again I'm whole.

A peace beyond all reason;
A rest there in your touch;
Something in your queit words,
My heart yearns for so much.

If I but rest my worries,
Upon your shoulder there;
The strength that pours forth from your soul,
Will wash away each care.

Like a cool, sweet taste of water,
For a tired and thirsty man;
My hearty finds peace, my soul is calm,
When I reach out for your hand.
 
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