Your Hands bear the Scars of a Love so Great,
That wholly conquered death and changed my fate.
Hands still extended in Mercy to a people-
Though rejected and marred by hearts full of evil.
And contained in these Hands the Hope for this race,
They will not relent in extending such Grace.
What beautiful Hands bearing Scars of my shame,
Written in Blood upon His Hands is my name.
Tucked firmly within these Hands is my heart,
And from these Hands, I will never depart.
My Greatest Adventure 