Hands

    If I could tell the world just one thing

   It would be that we're all OK

   And not to worry ‘cause worry is wasteful

   And useless in times like these

   I won't be made useless

   I won't be idle with despair

   I will gather myself around my faith

   For light does the darkness most fear

   My hands are small, I know

   But they're not yours, they are my own

   But 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

   And heartache came to visit me

   But I knew it wasn't ever after

   We'll fight, not out of spite

   For someone must stand up for what's right

   'Cause where there's a man who has no voice

   There ours shall go singing 

   My hands are small I know

   But they're not yours, they are my own

   But 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're not yours, they are my own

   But they're not yours, they are my own

   And I am never broken

   My hands are small I know

   But they're not yours, they are my own

   But 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 mind

   We are God's eyes

   God's hands

   God's heart

   We are God's eyes

   God's hands

   God's eyes

   We are God's hands

   We are God's hands

Lyrics by Jewel Kilcher; music by Jewel Kilcher and Patrick Leonard; http://www.endor.org/jewel