Little Grain of Sand When the Lord looks down from the Heavens to the ground, I'm no bigger than a little grain of sand Yet He knows me and He loves me and He holds me in His hand Yes He knows me and He loves me and He holds me in His hand God spoke to Abraham his servant And told him of the blessings he would send As the sand comes to sea without a number I'm gonna bless your seed without an end I often think about the Great Creation How God made the mountains and the sea He made us all and everyone is special There's not another person just like me So when it seems I'm caught up in the middle Of this troubled world and people all around It's good to know I'm one of His creations He sees me and He knows just where I am