Take My Hand
Take my hand.
I hold it out to you.
In it you will find
gentleness and tenderness.
Take my hand.
Take my arm.
I hold it out to you.
With my arm you will
strength and support.
Take my arm.
Take my heart.
I hold it out to you.
With my heart you will find
love and joy and happiness.
Take my heart.
Take everything I have.
I hold it all out to you.
For if kept to myself then I have nothing.
But shared with you, I have it all.
Take everything I have.
Copyright October 12, 1997
Paul Allen Rice