Those Nailed Scared Hands

Those Nailed Scared Hands they hold me
So gentle, yet so tight.
They comfort and protect me,
They make everything all right.

Those nailed scared hands they lift me,
When I am feeling low.
They're always there to guide me,
No matter where I go.

Those nailed scared hands they love me,
They took those nails for me.
The blood flowed down from them,
And it saved my life from sin.

Those nailed scared hands I long to hold,
And kiss away their pain,
And give thanks to Him with all my heart,
For taking all the blame.

By Gloria Collins