Monday, April 12, 2010

His Hands



A girl in my ward sang His Hands (by Kenneth Cope) in Sacrament Meeting for a special musical number today. She was singing it as a solo and I was nervous for her because of her song choice. See, this song makes me cry every time I hear it (even now that I have a stone heart -- which, consequently, I feel like it has been chipping away as of late, but that's another post). I can't listen to it without crying. And I certainly can't sing it without crying - trust me, I just tried to and it didn't go over well - and so for her to take on this song, I was very impressed. Not only did she sound really well, but she didn't cry. I was impressed.

Here are the lyrics. See if you can read them without getting a little emotional.

his hands
tools of creation
stronger than nations
power without end
and yet through them we find our truest friend
his hands
sermons of kindness
healing men's blindness
halting years of pain
children waiting to be held again

his hands would serve his whole life though
showing man what hands might do
giving, ever giving, endlessly
each day was filled with selflessness
and I’ll not rest until I make up my hands what they could be
'til these hands become like those from Galilee

his hands
lifting a leper
warming a beggar
calling back the dead
breaking bread, five thousand fed
his hands
hushing contention
pointing to heaven
ever free of sin
then bidding man to follow him

his hands would serve his whole life though
showing man what hands might do
giving, ever giving, endlessly
each day was filled with selflessness
and I’ll not rest until I make up my hands what they could be
'til these hands become like those from Galilee

his hands
clasped in agony
as he lay pleading, bleeding in the garden
while just moments away
other hands betray him
out of greed, shameful greed
and then his hands
are trembling
straining to carry the beam that they've been led to
as he stumbles through the streets
heading towards the hill on which he died
he would die
they take his hands, his mighty hands, those gentle hands
and then they pierce them, they pierce them
he lets them, because of love
from birth to death was selflessness
and clearly now I see him with his hands
calling to me
and though I’m not yet as I would be
he has shown me how I could be
I will make my hands like those from GalileeAlso, the Mormon Message on lds.org is super good. The apostles and Prophets of this Church are so eloquent. And though I can't say what they are saying without sounding like a blubbering idiot, I want you to know that I echo what they say. How lucky we are to have the knowledge we have of our Savior.




Also, can I just say how much I love our Church? I love that they are using technology like youtube.com. I love that they are constantly coming out with helps for us. I love that we can access our favorite talks from conference NOW instead of waiting for the Ensign to come out next month. I love how much LOVE the President and Prophet and the prophets and apostles down to the bishop of our ward have for each of the members.

Hopefully you will watch the videos attached to this when you get a chance.

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