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Most amazing lyrics of all time

March 14, 2012 Leave a comment

“Hands”
by Jewel

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
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 will gather 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
It didn’t steal your laughter
And heartache 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
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
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Prayer to God….in appreciation for my son.

March 5, 2012 2 comments
In my son’s eyes, is the grace of a lifetime;
In those eyes is the hope for a better tomorrow.
How am amazed by how my heart stirs when I look at him.
In his little eight months, he’s given me so much.
A fulfillment of joy, peace and restoration,
A reminder that he’s my biggest blessing,
My son, my baby, my bundle of joy.

 

How sweet his smile is, and how it warms my heart.
How innocent his face is, he still doesn’t know wrong
And how he smiles even when he’s done wrong,
He laughs when you toss a phone; or make faces
His humor is beyond comprehension
God has been kind to me, he has graced my life
With this wonderful little boy, that I will protect with my life
Is it not, after all, my only obligation as a mother?

 

In my heart I pray, that his smile will last,
That he will know love, joy and happiness as he grows,
That he will know God and live in his word
That he will gain favor in the eyes of God and people
That he will earn kindness and give it in return
That he will cherish love and be loved back
That he will know life in all its fullness.
For this is the prayer of every mother for their child!
 
Love,
Mommie