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His hands were callused
Oh, I am sure of that
From years of nails and hammers with his father
And his hands were dirty
I know they must have been
The times he healed blind eyes with mud and water

And though I have never seen him face to face
I can say this much I understand
I believe that he is holding me now
And so I know I am
In good hands
I'm in good hands

His hands were steady
Breaking the bread
That fed five thousand souls who came to hear him
And his hands were gentle
I know they must have been
The little children clamored to be near him

And though I have never seen him face to face
I can say this much I understand
I believe that he is holding me now
And so I know I am
In good hands
I'm in good hands

His hands were wounded
He gave his life
And we know by the scars how much he loves us

And though I have never seen him face to face
I can say this much I understand
I believe that he is holding me now
And so I know I am
In good hands
I'm in good hands