My Father’s Hands

Lyrics

At the age of five, I was taking on the world Every day was a reckless adventure unfurled Never gave much thought to any consequence When I was testing my boundaries And peeking through the fence Then the time would come as it always did When I'd outstep the stride of a five-year-old kid And it would crumble like a castle of sand And I'd go running to my father's hands My father's hands Could fix anything in my world If it all lay in pieces Without a hope or a prayer It was never beyond the loving repair Of my father's hands Looking back, I can only admire The things he could do with patience and pliers As trivial as broken playthings could be He could sense it was the end of the world for me From broomstick horses and bent handlebars To the mechanical nightmare of my first car If it crumbled like a castle of sand I knew the magic in my father's hands My father's hands Could fix anything in my world If it all lay in pieces Without a hope or a prayer It was never beyond the loving repair Of my father's hands Now here I am and I'm feeling scared 'Cause for the very first time I am aware Amidst ruined hopes and these shattered dreams That my father's hands cannot fix everything My broken heart is not a broken toy Even though I'm a man, I am still much a boy And my daddy's done all he can do So, Lord Jesus, I'm askin' You Would Your Father be my Father too? Now my Father's hands Can fix anything in my world If it all lay in pieces Without a hope or a prayer It's never beyond the loving repair Of my Father's hands Oh, my Father's hands My Father's hands