HIS HANDS

Who measured out the waters in His palm

And meted out the heavens in His span?

The One who handled and healed the leprous man,

Who raised the child, her hand warm in His grasp;

The One who held the children in His arms  

He holds them still and will not let them part;

The One whose touch was always operant

Upon such poor and powerless operands;

The One whose flesh felt the nail's brutal stab:

And risen showed to His beloved the marks;

This was the One who led His own apart

And who ascended blessing with outstretched hands.