HOLLOW OF YOUR HAND
Who has gathered up the wind in the hollow of his hand? Who has wrapped up the sea in the pocket of his coat? Who has established the borders of the earth? Tell Me if you know, dear child. It's I who rules the surging sea, and when its waves mount up, I quiet them. I rebuke the wind and the lightning; the hail, snow, and clouds do My bidding. I still turmoil of nations and I make the loud voice of the fool a mere vapor. Listen. I am the Lord of all, and I gave the oceans their boundaries so the waters wouldn't overstep My command. I'm the one who marked the foundations of the earth and I can work a miracle in your life today. Never underestimate Me. My Words To Him : Lord Jesus, you gather up the wind in the hollow of the hand and wrap up the sea in the pocket of your coat. You establish the borders of the earth and rule the surging sea when its waves mount up. You rebuke the wind and the lighting, and the hail; snow and clouds do your bidding. You still the turmoil