Hands Of Jesus

Little boy with a little smile

Mom and Dad with a little child

Hand in hand for a little while

Picking up his daddy's tools

Hands hammering nails in wood

Wonder if he understood

His hands were more than skin and bone

They'd soon be open, vulnerable

Son of God but somehow fully man

The hands of Jesus

So precious and strong

They can calm the seas

They can right your wrongs

The hands of Jesus

Holding everything

If they can take a nail

They can take your shame

So bring your hurt and

All your broken pieces

And put them in the miracle-working hands of Jesus

Touching the untouchable

Loving the unlovable

Forgiving unforgivable

Breaking bread and pouring wine

Pick up a cross that should be mine

Arms open, palms stretched wide

The hands of Jesus

So precious and strong

They can calm the seas

They can right your wrongs

The hands of Jesus

Holding everything

If they can take a nail

They can take your shame

So bring your hurt and

All your broken pieces

And put them in the miracle-working hands of Jesus

They keep picking me up again and again

Taking me in just as I am

All of me, all I have

All I need is in the hands

Of Jesus

So precious and strong

They can calm the seas

They can right your wrongs

The hands of Jesus

Holding everything

If they can take a nail

They can take your shame

So bring your hurt and

All your broken pieces

And put them in the miracle-working hands of Jesus