Hands that give
They never take
When they do
It's a handshake
A hand down
Brings a man up
A man down
Needs a hand up
Broken man
Need hands that care
Handyman
A hand to spare
Hands that pray
Pray everyday
Hands God lay
He's molding clay
Hands that work
They clean and cook
Handy work
Some hands stop crooks
Hands that feed
These hands won't kill
Those in need
Need hands that heal
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