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