Hummingbird in my Hand 2025 Robert George
Sometimes its the Northern Lights
Others its the Southern Cross
That hold my heart at their command
Other times my soul
Is enchanted by
A hummingbird in my hand
An eagles silhouette
In a red sunset
Is majestic, bold, and grand
But what could be as strong
As the gentleness
Of the hummingbird in my hand
Though were only ash and dust
The things revealed belong to us
I have journeyed far
Sea to mountaintop
And so I understand
Unless I kneel and pray
Faith will fly away
Like a hummingbird in my hand
A hummingbird in my hand
Hummingbird in my hand
