(Gene McLellan)      Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilles the water   Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea   Take a look at yourself then you can look at others differently   By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee.      Well, every time I look into the Holy Book I wanna tremble   When I read about the part where the carpenter cleared the temple   For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellers than what I profess to be   And it causes me to shame to know I'm not the girl that I should be.      Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilles the water   Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea   Take a look at yourself then you can look at others differently   By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee.      Oh, mama taught me how to pray before I ever reached the age of seven   And when I'm down on my knees well that's when I'm closest to Heaven   Papa lived his life, two kids and wife, you do what you must do   But he showed me enough of what it takes to get me through.      Everybody put your hand in the hand of the man who stilles the water   Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea   Take a look at yourself then you can look at others differently   By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee...