donderdag 2 augustus 2007

Hands

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all okay
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 get 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
But it didn't steal your laughter
and heart ache 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 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
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

(Jewel: 'Hands')

Wat een prachtige tekst! Ik denk dat dit precies beschrijft hoe wij in het leven moeten staan en wat mij betreft is er geen mooiere drijfveer om journalist te worden! We kunnen het niet alleen doen, maar we kunnen door onze handen God laten zien aan de wereld en Zijn liefde wil door ons werken in de wereld. Dat is toch iets geweldigs? Dus laten we allemaal onze handen vouwen om ze nuttig te kunnen maken! We should, even if it's just because we can....

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