Put Your Hand In The Hand Of The Man Instead Of The Boy Put your hand in the hand of the man instead of the boy Put your hand in the hand of the man who can't be seen Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently By putting your hand in the hand of the man from a gallery Every time I look into the holy book I want to tremble When I read about the part where a carpenter cleared the temple For the buyers and the sellers were no different fellows than what I profess to be And it causes me shame to know I'm not the gal that I should be Put your hand in the hand of the man instead of the boy Put your hand in the hand of the man who can't be seen Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently By putting your hand in the hand of the man from a gallery Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah My mama taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven Seven When I'm down on my knees that's when I'm close to heaven Heaven Daddy lived his life with two kids and a wife You do what you must do But he's surely enough for what it takes to get you through So put your hand in the hand of the man instead of the boy Put your hand in the hand of the man Put your hand in the hand of the man who can't be seen Put your hand in the hand of the man Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently By putting your hand in the hand of the man from a gallery By putting your hand in the hand of the man from a gallery Oh yeah Yeah Yeah