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One Pair of Hands
ONE PAIR OF HANDS "Make it your ambition...to work with your hands". 1 Thessalonians 4:11 My dad was a coal miner, Worked with his hands all day. As evening came, he took time, To fold those hands and pray. A pick and shovel were the tools, 16 tons for his pay. Calloused hands gave this service, It is the miner's way. A family to feed, clothe and guide, A home where we gathered with love. That's how it is in Windber, PA, With guidance from above. He taught me how to prune a tree, To mow the lawn and such. Landscaping and trim the hedge, It really was not much. Your hands, he would say, Are guided by God's Son. He healed the sick, raised the dead, Christ is the special one. He raised His hands in prayer, Loaves and fishes He did serve. Broke bread and served the wine, More than we deserve. These hands nailed to a tree, An innocent man condemned. They bled as He asked His Father, Please bring it to an end. One day we will be with Him, In glorious heaven lands. Please find a place for your servant, Look at these working hands. RAYMOND V. MORGAN
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