Hands

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
 Won't be idle with despair
 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
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 Poverty, stole your golden shoes
 Yet 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 I shall go sing
 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, 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