Holding Jesus

Nonnie, do you mean
When we're holding the bible
We're holding Jesus
Out of the mouths of babes

Does it hurt Him
To hear us say
We can't feel His presence
When we can partake
Of His very essence

O' my beautiful Star
You're never very far
Written upon the pages
A Rock that is ageless

Our written lullaby
Our soothing balm
Life's giving Water
Our Anchor and Altar

The Father of all man
And we can cradle Him
In the palm of our hand

This really brings it home
We can hold the King
That sits upon the throne

Sometimes I think
My granddaughter's are genius
Nonnie, do you mean
When we're holding the bible
We're holding Jesus !!