His Hands

His Hands - By Matthew

Verse One:

Holding my baby in my arms, he’s smiling back at me.
This world of fear just disappears, as I bounce him on one knee.

Swinging my baby in my arms, her curls fly high.
She’s holding on, won’t let you go, daddy, a little higher please.

Mama’s in the kitchen, with baby by her side.
What a glimpse of joy of heaven’s pride. How have the years flown by…

Chorus One:

These are your hands, holding on tight.
Bringing my babies to your saving grace is the mission of my life.

These are your hands, show me the way.
Giving my all to you, that they may choose, and one day also say…

These are your hands x3

Verse Two:

Teaching my baby how to be like the one who lives in me,
He’s catching on to love’s true song, as he follows after me.

Taking my baby out to see, how a true man ought to be.
Will I always be your princess, daddy, as she smiles back at me.

They’re growing up, and changing now, it’s so hard to believe.
The questions come. Who is the one? As I hold them close, you see…

Chorus Two:
These are His hands, given to me…
To teach and form, so you’ll carry on, His love for the family.

These are His hands, so hold on tight.
We are to teach the world, that all might know, His love; then they will say…

These are His hands x3