"Hands" by Jewel

 

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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. 
It didn't steal your laughter. 
And heartache came to visit
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,
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

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.