Noel Paul Stookey - Tender Hands Lyrics

Lyrics Tender Hands - Noel Paul Stookey




Dear hands, tender hands
Touch my face with love
Thine to give, mine but to cherish
Warm eyes, softest eyes
Brush my face with love
Thine to give, mine but to cherish
Fain, I wish that I could thank thee more
For these two gifts I can but love thee for
Fain, I wish my heart was worthy more
Tender hands, softest eyes



Writer(s): Noel Paul Stookey


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