Put your hat in the hand
of the man who stilled the water
Put your hat in the hand
of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
and you can look at others
differently
By putting your hand in the hand
of the man from Galilee
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 fellas than
I professed to be
And it caused me shame to know
I'm not the man I should be
Put your hand in the hand
of the man who's still the water
Put your hand in the hand
of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
and you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand
of a man from Galilee
Mama taught me how to pray
before I reach the age of seven
And when I'm down on my knees,
well, I'm so close to heaven
Live his life to the kids and a wife
and you'd do what you must do
But he showed me enough
of what it takes
to get me through
Put your hat in a hat of manners,
you'll wonder
Put your hat in the hand
of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself,
you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hat in the hand
of the man from Cal O 'Lee
Put your hat in the hand
of the man who's still a -waterin'
Put your hat in the hand
of the man who called the sea