Hands

Hands
This hand which is writing By will of Your Love Has also been guilty And covered with a glove It hasn’t reached out In Love to all men Yet hopes to find comfort In words from the pen So if be Your Will That hands are to share Forgive me Dear Lord
For not using my pair Oh put your hand In the Hand of the Man Who Stills the water Oh put your hand In the Hand of the Man Who Calms the sea Take a look at yourself And you can look at others differently By putting your hand in the Hand of the Man from Galilee Na na na na na na na Na na na na, St. Jude!