July 29, 2010

"His Hands" - Kenneth Cope

A song by Kenneth Cope.



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 blindess,
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 'til I make up my hands what they could be,
'til these hands become like those from Galilee.

His hands, lifting a leper,
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 'til I make up my hands what they could be,
'til 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 led to,
as He stumbles through the streets,
heading towards the hill on which He died.
He would die.
They take His hands, His mighty hands, those gentle hands,
and then they pierce them, they 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 has shown me how I could be.
I will make my hands like those from Galilee.

2 comments:

  1. I first saw this inspiring video in one of our MultiStake Youth Conferences. It was part of a Theme Presentation by Jon Patrick Reyes. The theme of the youth con then was Service.

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