Instruments of Hope and Faith

Hands of the piety Phalanges of work and charity Driven to spearhead not stoop Enliven and share not droop Fingers we dip on stoupe Churches of the holy in troop Our faith we lathe with pride Strongly we hold not stride Images we fond and draw Murals we touch like straw Gentleness in open hands we pave Roughness in helping hands we stave Our works and thoughts are one Over thorns and bouts of man Skins and colors of faith Fins and winged colors of the laith You are a work of art Embellished with paints of heart Filled with a well of hope Influx of worth in the hull of rope Ropes are extensions of hope that purport Strengthened by faith and hands of support