These Hands - Unreleased, Self Portrait

These hands aren't the hands of a gentleman
 These hands are calloused and old
 But these hands raised a family
 These hands built a home
 Now these hands raise to praise the Lord
 These hands won the heart of my loved one
 And with hers they were never alone
 If these hands filled their task
 Then what more can one ask?
 For these fingers have worked to the bone
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 Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like to be
 My life ain't been a success
 While some people have power but still they grieve
 While these hands have brought me happiness
 Now I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold
 Maybe things ain't been all that I planned
 But Lord above, hear my plead
 When it's time to take me
 Take a look at these hard-workin' hands