Take My Hand
Take my hand, lead me to green pastures.
Let me drink purified water from the fountain of love.
Let me dance in your arms, whisper in your ear.
Let me feel safe and secure, but never let go of my hand.
Take my hand, for with it comes great trust.
I never leave you alone but walk beside you on shore.
Unless if by chance you decide to carry me, but never let go of my hand.
Take my hand, it will bring great comfort.
For gentleness is the secret to a warm touch.
If I extend my hand then obvious your worthy and I will follow you for the rest of my dying days.
Take my hand.
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