Hands

Hands

(Jewel)

[Obviously, this isn't my writing. Thanks to Jewel for being stuck in my head for the past few days though.]

If I could tell the world just one thing it would be:

That we're all okay. 

And not to worry, cuz worry is wasteful 

and useless in times like these. 

I won't be made useless.

Or be idle with despair.

I'll gather myself around my faith, 

For light is the darkness most fear.

My hands are small I know

But they are not yours, they are my own.

They're not yours, they are my own,

And I am never broken. 

Poverty, stole your golden shoes

But it didn't steal your laughter.

Heartache came to visit me, 

but I knew it wasn't ever after.

Will you fight? Not out of spite.

Someone must stand up for what's right.

Cuz where there's a man who has no voice,

There I shall go singing. 

My hands are small I know, 

But they're not yours, they are my own.

They're not yours, they are my own,

And I am never broken.

In the end, only kindness matters.

In the end, only kindness matters.

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.

My hands are small I know, 

But they are not yours, they are my own.

They're not yours, they are my own.

And I am never broken. 

We are never broken. 

We are God's eyes.

God's hands.

God's heart.

We are God's eyes.

God's hands.

God's heart.