An Unseen Hand has formed this place –
From nothing made all that is seen.
The Hand which spans all time and space
With gentle care formed you and me.
This Hand has weighed the mountains grand.
Deep in its hollow measured seas.
It counted dust and grains of sand,
Set boundaries for all living things.
The Unseen Hand fights unseen wars –
Smites evil, strikes our unseen foe.
Fights for souls while baring scars.
Until it wins, it won’t let go.
You are the craft of Unseen Hands –
In Potter’s Hands become the clay.
As you submit your feeble plans
Strong, Unseen Hands prepare a way.
Father, teach me to recognize and trust Your Unseen Hand.
Help me to rest in Your hand
and not lean on my own understanding.
You are mighty.
You are wise.
I love You, Lord!
“For My hand made all these things,
Thus all these things came into being,”
declares the LORD
“But to this one I will look,
To him who is humble and contrite of spirit,
and who trembles at My word.”
(Poetry and pictures by Heidi Viars, 2015)