歌曲 | The Hand |
歌手 | Ginny Owens |
专辑 | Somthing More |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I hear a blind man, asking where this road goes | |
But we won't tell him, we just stop to block his way with stones | |
I watched a woman, overtaken by disease | |
We frown upon her suffering, instead of offering the cure she needs | |
My heart is heavy as | |
I see what we've become | |
How quickly we forget what we've been rescued from | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
Our hands have power, they can harm and they can heal | |
We raise them in praise and honor | |
We use them to stone and steal | |
With his two hands, one man rescued history | |
Said He came for the sick and sightless | |
He said that was you and me | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Compelled by the gracious hand that chose to change this life for us | |
Won’t we choose to use our hands to give the world his love? | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Have we been changed |
I hear a blind man, asking where this road goes | |
But we won' t tell him, we just stop to block his way with stones | |
I watched a woman, overtaken by disease | |
We frown upon her suffering, instead of offering the cure she needs | |
My heart is heavy as | |
I see what we' ve become | |
How quickly we forget what we' ve been rescued from | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
Our hands have power, they can harm and they can heal | |
We raise them in praise and honor | |
We use them to stone and steal | |
With his two hands, one man rescued history | |
Said He came for the sick and sightless | |
He said that was you and me | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Compelled by the gracious hand that chose to change this life for us | |
Won' t we choose to use our hands to give the world his love? | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Have we been changed |
I hear a blind man, asking where this road goes | |
But we won' t tell him, we just stop to block his way with stones | |
I watched a woman, overtaken by disease | |
We frown upon her suffering, instead of offering the cure she needs | |
My heart is heavy as | |
I see what we' ve become | |
How quickly we forget what we' ve been rescued from | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
Our hands have power, they can harm and they can heal | |
We raise them in praise and honor | |
We use them to stone and steal | |
With his two hands, one man rescued history | |
Said He came for the sick and sightless | |
He said that was you and me | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Compelled by the gracious hand that chose to change this life for us | |
Won' t we choose to use our hands to give the world his love? | |
If not for the hand that leads us | |
We too would roam in the darkness | |
If not for the hand that heals us | |
We would live in pain | |
But still we keep our distance | |
Caught up in our false pretenses | |
Only by the hand have we been changed | |
Have we been changed |