Hands
Hands that wither, hands that stray
From prayer, from kindness, lose their way
Jesus commands, "Stretch out your hand"
And strength flows in, a healing plan
Holy hands, a symbol of might
Healing and helping, shining bright
Nailed to the cross, a sacrifice true
Redeeming our hands, for me and you
Clean hands, pure heart, a Psalmist's cry
Ascend the mountain, touch the sky
Hold the Body of Christ with reverence high
Feel the power, let love never die
Let our hands be instruments of grace
Stretching out to help, to bless, to embrace
May Jesus' touch, our hands restore
To do good, to love, forever more.
