Dearest God
The creation is not mine
You made it with your
Beautiful hands
How I admire it
How I admire it
Beautiful hands
Beautiful hands
I have a nose from you
I have a heart from you
Dearest God
The creation is not mine
You made it with your
Beautiful hands
I have a garden from you
My eyes say it all
My eyes say it all
Beautiful hands
Beautiful hands
"O" Beautiful hands
"O" Beautiful hands
You always touch my soul
You always touch my soul
You always touch my soul
"O" Beautiful hands
"O" Beautiful hands
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