I try to always put the Savior first in my life and build up His Kingdom. When I ride trax to work, I read the Ensign. I try to always smile at people when I walk by them. I try to notice when others are down and try to cheer them up. I've kind of taken on myself to befriend this kid at work. He seems to really dislike working with this one girl, and whenever the three of us are working together I tell him to cheer up and do my best to help him be happy. He's a good kid. I really enjoy working with him. I should try harder to serve others in all that I do, though. I love serving people and seeing them happy. It's even better when I'm the reason they're happy, and it makes me happy.
His Hands
His hands... Tools of creation... Stronger than nations
Power without end.... And yet through them... We find our truest friend.
Power without end.... And yet through them... We find our truest friend.
His hands... Sermons of kindness...Healing men’s blindness
Halting years of pain... Children waiting... To be held again.
His hands would serve His whole life through
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly
Halting years of pain... Children waiting... To be held again.
His hands would serve His whole life through
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly
Each day was filled with selflessness
And I’ll not rest ... Til I make of my hands what they could be
Like those from Galilee.
And I’ll not rest ... Til I make of my hands what they could be
Like those from Galilee.
His hands...Warming a beggar... Lifting a leper
Calling back the dead... Breaking bread... Five thousand fed.
His hands... Hushing contention... Pointing to Heaven
Ever free of sin... Then bidding man to follow Him
Calling back the dead... Breaking bread... Five thousand fed.
His hands... Hushing contention... Pointing to Heaven
Ever free of sin... Then bidding man to follow Him
His hands would serve His whole life through
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving endlessly
Each day was filled with selflessness
And I’ll not rest ... Til I make of my hands what they could be
And I’ll not rest ... Til I make of my hands what they could be
Like those from Galilee
His hands... Grasped in agony... As he lay pleading, bleeding in the Garden
His hands... Grasped in agony... As he lay pleading, bleeding in the Garden
While just moments away other hands betray him out of greed... Shameful greed
His hands... Are trembling... Straining to carry the beam that they've been nailed to
As he stumbles through the streets... Heading for the hill on which he'd die... He would die
They take his hands... His mighty hands... Those gentle hands
And then they pierce them... They pierce them
He lets them because of love
From birth to death... Was selflessness
And then they pierce them... They pierce them
He lets them because of love
From birth to death... Was selflessness
And clearly now... I see Him with His hands calling to me
And though I’m not yet how I should be
And though I’m not yet how I should be
He has shown me how I could be
I will make my hands like those from Galilee.
I will make my hands like those from Galilee.
I loooove this song, so much. I cry every time I perform it.
Because of all He has done, I really
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