My hands are small I know but they are my own

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

And I am never broken

 

Poverty stole your golden shoes

But 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

 

In the end only kindness matters

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

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

 

Jewel

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