Текст песни христианское пение - Добрые руки с неба

Good hands sky
With the help of us come.
If you ask bread -
Stone will not serve.

If we ask happiness, -
Happiness your usurim.
Only we ourselves often
Do not trust them.

We think that we
Disasters only clouds.
But after the clouds
God's love hand.

The sky is not indifferent
Our earthly days.
In the experiencing personal
We are not alone ...

Shepherd with cradle
In the difficulties of all roads
Near in heat and blizzards
It was a merciful god.

Arrows the world of funnel ...
So that you escape
To the height of the child
Belraya diminished.

Good hands sky
The sharpening gift is carried
If you ask bread -
Stone will not serve.

If we ask happiness, -
Happiness your usurim
Only knees more often
Need to decline before it