When I'm anxious and afraid, Lord,
you take my hands in yours...
When I'm lost and all alone
your hands reach out to bring me home...
When I'm burdened, bent down low
your strong hands help lift me up...
When I've nothing left to offer,
your hands fill my arms with grace...
When my hands are slack and idle,
your hands set mine to a task...
When my hands are stiff and weak,
your hands supply the strength I need...
When I've lost my grip on trust and hope,
your hands help me not give up...
When I lift my hands in anger,
your hands hold me back in peace...
And when I start to drift away
your hands gently pull me back...
My hands are gifts from you, Lord
and like your hand on my heart
I pray I use my own hands
to heal as you've healed me..
Amen.
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