The Hands that made the world and
gave the
sun and moon their light
are the tiny Hands of a baby
born
one cold December night...
The Hands that stilled the wind
and tamed the fury of the
sea
are the calloused Hands of a carpenter
who lived in
poverty...
The Hands that held the power to break
the binding chains
of sin
are the gentle Hands that washed the feet
of tired
and dusty men...
The Hands that cleansed the leper,
healed the blind and
raised the dead
are the praying Hands of one who
cried,
"Not My will, but Thine instead...."
The Hands that shaped the universe
and flung the stars in
space
are the nail-pierced Hands of a dying Man
who
suffered in our place...
The Hands of our Creator,
Lord and King of Heaven
above,
are the Savior's Hands, forever
reaching out to us
with love.