Hands (Christmas Version)

In the end only kindness matters In the end If I could tell the world just one thing It would be that we're all okay 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'll 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 will fight not out of spite 'Cause someone would stand up for what's right 'Cause where there's a man who has no voice There I 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 And I am never broken 'Cause 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 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 hands (God's hands) we are God's eyes (God's hands) we are God's eyes (God's hands) we are reflections of God (God's hands) we are reflections of God (God's hands) we are reflections of God