Precious hands that paint the skies
That touch the dead and make them rise
Please wipe the tears of my friend who cries
Precious hands
Wondrous hands that made man from dirt
That calmed the seas and formed the earth
Please soothe the pain of a heart that’s hurt
Wondrous hands
Is there anything too great
For hands that took on death and hate?
That bore our sin and changed our fate?
Nothing now can separate….
us from….
Your hands that draw the lonely near
That wipe away each falling tear
Please hold on tight to my friend dear
With Your hands…
Is there anything too great
For hands that took on death and hate?
That bore our sin and changed our fate?
Nothing now can separate….
us from….
Your hands
Help me trust when I can’t see
That you hold my precious friend for me
And will for all eternity
With Your hands….
(Lord, help me to be your hands to those around me today. To love, to comfort, to help heal, to encourage. And for those that are far away and whom I cannot touch today, help me to trust your healing, comforting, encouraging, loving hands to touch their lives today.)
