'Hands'

I see a hand at work
It colours the sky and plants the waves of the sea
I see a hand at work
It heals and makes the blind see
I see a hand at work
It breaks the bread and feeds
I see a hand at work
It takes a basin and a towel and washes feet
I see a hand at work
Blood flowing out coz a nail has stuck it to the tree
I see wounded hands at work
Embracing a sinner like me
I see wounded hands at work
Gently touching and moulding me
I see wounded hands at work
Wiping away my tears,never leaving me..

I See your hands.... and... I look at mine
Just props of emotional expression
Love with a handshake and a punch in a fight
But I see your wounded hands and i cant help but shout...
Lord I thankyou....
Because of your wounded hands
I now stand out!