I LOVE HER HEALING HANDS, blessed by Jesus Christ
They are scarred, barely able to write a letter
But her hands have helped make us humans better
I prayed from afar, chasing a revolution, another falling star
She sacrificed by nursing the aged. A Sister? Friend? Daughter?
In the winter of my life, I cannot see with these eyes
I won't see her hands - I know they are scarred prayers in disguise
Jesus still heals ... Is it His will to heal my eyes, my future, me?
Viola! I pray my Savior heals her hands (My greatest testimony).
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2018