Do you trust a hand unseen
Delving where the world has been
Taking hold of your supports
All your crutches, masks and forts
Sorting out the bitterness
Various secrets to confess
Life that you have come to know
Disinfected by the flow
Of living water, washing deep
Into the depths where devils creep
Wanting you to stay defeated
Down at heel, afraid, unseated
But The Cross has won the day
Blasts the devil clean away
Stand triumphant, in The Lord
Heaven is you’re sure reward.