The beauty of her hands…
Goes deeper than her slender fingers
It is more than the grace with which she holds them;
Deeper than the strength within them
The beauty of her hands is in the lives that she has touched;
In every hand that she has held,
And in all the love that she has given.
Now her hands are held by the
One whose touch has healed.
And while He leads her in a dance of love and victory…
Here on earth, her touch continues on
In every life that she has loved,
And every heart that she has blessed