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His Hands Lyrics

His hands,
Tools of creation
Stronger than nations
Power without end
And yet through them
We find our truest friend
His hands
Sermons of kindness
Healing men's blindness
Halting years of pain
Children waiting to be held again

His hands would serve his whole life through
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly

Each day was filled with selflessness
And I'll not rest till I make up my hands what they could be
Till these hands become like those from Galilee

His hands
Lifting a lepter
Warming a beggar
Calling back the dead
Breaking bread, five thousand fed
His hands
Hushing contention
Pointing to heaven
Ever free of sin
Then bidding man to follow Him

His hands would serve his whole life through
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly

Each day was filled with selflessness
And I'll not rest till I make up my hands what they could be
Till these hands become like those from Galilee

His hands
Clasped in agony
As He lay pleading, bleeding in the garden
While just moments away
Other hands betray Him
Out of greed, shameful greed
And then His hands are trembling
Straining to carry the beam that they've been nailed to
As He stumbles through the streets
Heading for the hill
On which He'd die, He would die
They take His hands
His mighty hands
Those gentle hands
And then they'd pierce them,
then they'd pierce them,
He lets them because of love

From birth to death was selflessness
And clearly now I see Him with His hands calling to me
And though I'm not yet as I would be
He had shown me how I could be
I will make my hands like those from Galilee
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