Hands of giving
Hands receiving
Prayer of sharing
Soul believing
Fist of clenching
Will of mine
Releasing now
To the divine
Need extending
Open now
To grace and peace
Gifts You endow
Sins of shame
Of offer here
Forgiven now
Free and clear
Repeating now
Through open hands
The letting go
The pride of man
When winds of change
Of panic blows through
A blessing of faith
His hands upon you
Waves come crashing down
Fear is pouring through
A blessing of peace
His hands upon you
When the sky is cloudy
Heart of feeling blue
A blessing of hope
His hands upon you
In the dark of night
No hope in the view
A blessing of light
His hands upon you
When the world is troubled
Doesn’t know what to do
His blessings of sharing
His hands upon you
A deadline approaching
Work as hard as I can
But there’ll come a point
To leave it in God’s hands
They’re so mean and cruel
I just don’t understand
I’ll pray for their heart
And leave it in God’s hands
In this crazy world
Fear and worry expand
I share His love
And leave it in God’s hands
His way is not our way
He’s got a greater plan
We’ll practice our faith
And leave it in God’s hands
My body will die
For I’m just a man
For my eternal soul
I’ll leave it in God’s hands
A prayer for the hands
Of offer impart
Tools of reflection
Which flows from the heart
May they be open
Ones to receive
A welcome embrace
Of bonding achieve
May they be helpful
Of burdens to lift
Be quick to give
Of a needed gift
May they be blessed
Compassionate, kind
With touch of the gentle
The lonely to find
May they be holy
Together in prayer
Grateful for blessings
Of One that we share
Lift up our hands
A blessing to pray
To offer to You
For work or for play
With gifts that we’re given
For business or neighbor
In giving our best
Hands offered for labor
With a heart of compassion
Of faith we profess
A touch to encourage
Hands offered to bless
When a soul has fallen
Quick to offer a gift
With hug or embrace
Hands offered to lift
In coming together
To gather this day
Both souls and the Spirit
Hands offered to pray
Throughout our life
We hope that they’ll be
The hands of you, Lord
Fingers, old and wrinkled
In my view, great beauty
For in my Mothers hands
A flow of memories
The first hands to hold me
One of love to show
Hands of soft caressing
Comfort that I know
Two hands of protection
As we crossed the street
Hands of the embracing
Of friend that we did meet
Hands of food preparing
Nourishment entice
Hands of planting, cleaning
One of sacrifice
Hands of wisdom finding
In time of letting go
Hands of embrace returning
True love to bestow
Reflection of the heart
As instruments of love
I still rely upon them
Of praying from above
DarylMadden 