The Touch of the Master’s Hand 
By Steven Hanna

Everyday I sit and gaze
At all that You have made
The rivers deep, the mountains 
high Your glory can not fade.
I see Your beauty shining through
Your love is all around
Our world is lost and needs 
Your touch 
In You our joy is found.
You made the heavens and the earth
And all that lies within
I long to see You come again
To rid this world of sin.
So come and bring revival Lord
Touch hearts that they might see
Their need of You as Savior
Your love will set them free.

© STEVEN HANNA 2001