Monday, February 12, 2007
The Beautiful Hands of a Priest
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The Beautiful Hands of a Priest

We need them in life's early morning,
We need them again at its close;
We feel their warm clasp of true friendship,
We seek them when tasting life's woes.
At the altar each day we behold them,
And the hands of a king on his throne
Are not equal to them in their greatness;
Their dignity stands all alone;
And when we are tempted and wander,
To pathways of shame and of sin,
It's the hand of a priest that will absolve us--
Not once, but again and again.
And when we are taking life's partner,
Other hands may prepare us a feast,
But the hand that will bless and unite us--
Is the beautiful hand of a priest.
God bless them and keep them all holy,
For the Host which their fingers caress;
When can a poor sinner do better,
Than to ask Him to guide thee and bless?
When the hour of death comes upon us,
May our courage and strength be increased,
By seeing raised over us in blessing--
The beautiful hands of a priest.

Author Unknown

2 comments:

del_button February 12, 2007 at 9:15 PM
Anonymous said...

I LOVE this poem! Thanks for the post.

del_button August 23, 2012 at 1:31 PM
Andrew Alphonso said...

I recited this poem for the ordination of Fr. Trevor Zenon D'souza in 1959 when I was only six years old. I think he is the author as till today he has authored many books in Bombay. May his Soul rest in peace

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