Текст песни 457 - Добрые руки с неба 457

Kind hands from heaven
They bring a gift to the hungry,
If we ask for bread -
The stone will not be served.
If we ask for happiness -
We will see our happiness
Only ourselves often
We don't trust them.

We think that above us -
Calamities are only clouds
But behind the clouds -
God's love hand.
Heaven is not indifferent
Our earthly days
In personal experiences
We are not alone.

Shepherd from the cradle
In the difficulties of all roads
Nearby in the heat and blizzard
A merciful God was walking.
A funnel is circling the world
To escape from her,
Up to the height of a child
Believing, they diminished.

Kind hands from heaven
They bring a gift to the hungry,
If we ask for bread -
The stone will not be served.
If we are looking for happiness -
In God we will see him;
Only knees more often
You need to bow before Him.