Bless These Hands

I wrote this song for the DASD class of 2004.

O maker of the garden, hold these hands
Give them the patience that they need
to press the tiny seeds into the dirt
and wait … wait … for new life to show
Bless these hands that pray

O life within the garden, heal these hands
give them the tenderness they need
to feel the velvet petals of a rose
and love … love … the new life that shows
Bless these hands that love

chorus: Hands that pray, hands that love, hands that serve –

bridge: God, you turn a burial into a seed’s new chance at life
You draw us from the darkness to the light

True lover of the garden, shape these hands
give them the callouses they need
to dig the trenches, build the fence
and work … work … for new life to show
Bless these hands that serve

Hands that pray, hands that love, hands that serve –
Hold our hands, heal our hands, shape our hands