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Our hands are open
Even in struggle and pain
And they bring bread and wine
To wait for the Lord

God loves the poor
And became poor too
He came down to earth
And made His home in Bethlehem

Our hands are raised
In a gesture of love
To give back the life
That comes from the hands of the Lord

God loves the poor
And became poor too
He came down to earth
And made His home in Bethlehem

Our hands come together
In the most brotherly union
Let’s make this world
The great house of bread!

God loves the poor
And became poor too
He came down to earth
And made His home in Bethlehem

Our weary hands
Don’t always have something to give
But the worth of a life
Is in those who keep fighting

God loves the poor
And became poor too
He came down to earth
And made His home in Bethlehem