EXTENdED HANDS

A Song by

Myra Hill

August 3, 1996

Verse 1

While searching for a vessel, my heart was drawn to you;

  someone with a willingness, some one I could use.

Hands to bless the needy, reaching for the lost,

Hands to hold the lonely, and lead them to the Cross.

Verse 2

There’s power for the believer, strength in the word,

Healing for the sick, broken homes restored;

There’s freedom for the bondsman,

Sight for the blind; Miracles untold,

Just keep this in mind.

Chorus

You are my hands extended, I will be you,

As over miles you travel, there’s so much work to do.

Needs beyond number,

laborers are few,

You are my hands extended,

I am sending you.