These hands sit and pray

They cherish every day

They plant seeds

That lead to good deeds

They spread love

Like heaven above

They remain strong

Be they right or wrong

And they reveal

What the heart can’t conceal

These hands guide

They don’t run and hide

They count blessings

Without a lot of stressing

They travel far

Without leaving a scar

They can find purpose

Lying at the surface

They can fill the heart

Right where they start

They follow the light

They see day and night

They know how to share

They know God is there

They know where God stands

These hands