Dear Little Hands

Dear Little Hands
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Dear little hands, I loved them EO,
And now they are lying under the snow:
Under the snow so cold and white
Icannot see them or touch them tonight
They are quiet and still at last Oh, me,
How busy and restless they used to be
But now they can never reach up through the snow little hands I loved them so

Dear little hands I miss them sо,
All through the day wherever I go
All through the night how lonely it seems,
For no little hands wake me out of my dreams
I miss them all through the weary hours
I miss them as others miss sunshine and flowers
Day time or night time, wherever I go,
Dear little hands I miss them sO

Dear little hands, they have gone from me now
Never again will they rest on my brow,
Never again smooth my sorrowful face
Never again clasp me in a child’s embrace;
And now my forehead grows wrinkled with care
Thinking of little hands once resting there
But I know in a happler, heavenlier olime
Dear little hands, I will clasp you some time

Dear little hands, when the Master shall call
I’ll welcome the summons that comes to us all
When my feet touch the waters so dark and so cold
And I catch my first glimpse of the City of Gold,
If I keep my eyes fixed on the heavenly gate
Over the way where the white robed ones went
Shall I know you, I wonder, among the bright bands?
Will you beckon me over, oh, dear little hands?