Healing Hands Poem by Mystic Beauty

When the world sings a song that you don't want to hear
And the days and the nights seem to disappear
What do you think of to get you through?
Is all hope lost for something new?

There's an 'All Points' bulletin for those who care
Who wish to help the world repair
Brothers and sisters from sea to land
All hoping to join the Healing Hand

God's Hand will heal this troubled place
He'll guide and support the whole human race
It's up to us all to join and connect
For we are His Hand to resurrect

Passing His love from touch to touch
Belief in his presence, connecting so much
For His dream to work He asks for Belief
He knows it is us who offer relief