By Amanda McKinney
Oh, the joy, the peace, the calm,
When in the midst of hymn or song,
My hands move smoothly through the air;
In praise to Thee, a prayer, I share
Oh, what a Blessed gift to have!
So unworthy, yet so glad,
When those whose ears receive no sound,
Can know Your grace and love abound.
Lord, if I could live each day,
And do no more, than Your words say:
From Your heart and through my hands,
Your love for these shall always stand.