Hands

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

That we're all okay

Not to worry cause worry is wasteful and useless

In times like these

I won't be made useless

Won't be idle with despair

Gather myself around my faith

Light 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

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

And 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

I will pray

I will get down on my knees

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 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 heart we are god's eye

God's hands

God's hand we are god's hands

We are god's hand

God's hand