I hear a blind man, asking where this road goes But we won't tell him, we just stop to block his way with stones I watched a woman, overtaken by disease We fell upon her suffering, instead of offering the cure she needs My heart is heavy as I see what we've become How quickly we forget what we've been rescued from
If not for the hand that leads us We too would roam in the darkness If not for the hand that heals us We would live in pain
Our hands have power, they can harm and they can heal We raise them in praise and honor We use them to stone and steal With his two hands, one that rescued history Said he came for the sick and sightless He said that was you and me
If not for the hand that leads us We too would roam in the darkness If not for the hand that heals us We would live in pain
But still we keep our distance Caught up in our false pretenses Only by the hand have we been changed Compelled by the gracious hand that chose to change this life for us Won’t we choose to use our hands to give the world his love?
If not for the hand that leads us We too would roam in the darkness If not for the hand that heals us We would live in pain
But still we keep our distance Caught up in our false pretenses Only by the hand have we been changed