My Mother's Hands ================= w&m: Mrs. Mary Elizabeth Bliss Willson, 1887 [Verse 1] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! Tho' they neither were white nor small, Yet my mother's hands were the fairest, And loveliest hands of all. [Chorus} My mother's dear hands, her beautiful hands, Which guided me safe o'er life's sands, I bless God's name for the mem'ry Of mother's own beautiful hands. [Verse 2] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! How they cared for my infant days! They guided my feet into pleasant paths And smoothed all the rugged ways. [Chorus] [Verse 3] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! As they pressed my aching brow; They cooled the fever and eased the pain, Methinks I can feel them now. [Chorus] [Verse 4] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! Thin and wrinkled with age they grew; But still they toiled on for the child so dear, And her love seemed more tender and true. [Chorus] [Verse 5] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! I stood by her coffin one day, And I kissed those hands so cold and white, As quiet and peaceful she lay. [Chorus] [Verse 6] Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands! I shall clasp them again once more, As my feet touch the bank of the heav'nly land; We shall meet on that shining shore. [Chorus]