His Love Was Reaching

Where should I begin to tell my thoughts What can I say that would do Where are the words when I need them most To show my gratitude Though the times I was burdened Yet I did not fall Though the times I was certain There was no one at all His love was reaching An invisible hand pulling me through His love was reaching Touching my life in more ways than I ever knew As I lay beneath the southern cross The stars tell more than I could And if the words don't say want I really mean I pray I'm understood When I thought I had nothing Yet I had so much Though the years when it seemed We were out of touch His love was reaching An invisible hand pulling me through Touching my life in more ways than I ever knew How could I think I was living alone How could a man be so blind How could I have come so far Without His hand in mine His love was reaching An invisible hand pulling me through His love was reaching Touching my life in more ways than I ever knew --- His Love Was Reaching - David Meece