GOD'S HANDS - YUNG KRISS, BRENNO, & DON READY - FAITH IN MUSIC LYRIC VIDEO

Описание: “God’s Hands” feels like the sound of somebody waking up inside their own skin again — like the moment light finally slips into a room that’s been locked shut for years. The song opens with that raw honesty: the enemy thought he had you, thought the story was sealed. That’s the voice of someone who remembers the weight of spiritual warfare not as theory, but as lived reality. But then comes that simple, defiant joy: “Don’t it feel good just to be in God’s hands?” It’s not polished joy — it’s joy born from survival.

The imagery throughout the song sits squarely in the tension between who we were and who grace is shaping us to be: mugshots turning into testimonies, graves turning into open doors, God showing up like a detective who tracks us down not to punish, but to rescue. “You arrested me with love and sentenced me to change” — that’s the gospel in street clothes. Transformation not from fear, but from being found.

What hits hardest is the way the song holds everyday redemption next to everyday struggle. It doesn’t hide the shame, the blood, the brokenness. Instead, it names it — and then names the God who steps into it. Whether it’s waking up in a basement season, or learning to stand ten toes on a firm foundation, the song makes it clear: every breath we have is being held together by Someone stronger than us.

By the time the chorus comes back around, “Don’t it feel good just to be in God’s hands?” becomes more than a repeated line — it becomes a reminder. A grounding truth. A banner over battles survived. A testimony spoken in the accent of real life, real pain, real rescue.

It’s the kind of song that pulls your chin up when you’ve been walking with it down too long. The kind that reminds you that being in God’s hands isn’t soft or sentimental — it’s the safest place for people who’ve lived hard stories. It’s where graves become gardens, where shame becomes evidence, and where the lost finally feel found.

And that’s the heartbeat of it all:
no matter who counted you out,
no matter what tried to bury you,
no matter the basement you started in —
you are standing in God’s hands now.

And doesn’t it feel good?

   • Yung Kriss - God's Hands feat. Don Ready, ...