My hands are small, I know, but they are my own

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these

I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes, it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me but I knew it wasn't ever after

We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

We are never broken
We are God's eyes, God's hands, God's mind
We are God's eyes, God's hands, God's heart