HANDS IN THE TEMPLE
Hands of welcome, hands outstretched in love
Guiding hands showing the way to heaven above,
Large hands, tiny hands, hands young and old,
Different hands kindly leading all to His safe fold.
Willing working hands that serve the living and dead,
For through all the temple work all souls can be fed
By reaching hands across the vast expanse of space,
Enabling those to now see the Masters loving face.
Come to the temple and feel those reaching hands,
Come, grasp them and learn more of Fathers plans,
Unseen hands are reaching, praying youll take their name,
Will those weary reaching hands reach out today in vain.
Willing workers wait their hands ready to serve and guide
In temples now scattered across this world so wide,
Shake hands and be guided, accept a name with your hand
Outstretched to reach those who watch and wait and stand.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson October 31, 2003