Her Beautiful Hands

God's Toses are sweet and his lilies are fair As they bend 'neath the"dews from above, They are splendid and fair- but they cannot compare With the beautiful hands of my love. No jewels adorn them, no glittering bands; They are just as God made them- these dear, sweet handsl And not for earth's gems and its bright diadema, The pearls from the depths of the sea, Or the queens of the lands with their beautif ui hands, Should these dear hands be taken from me. What exquisito blisses await their commandsl They were made for my kisses- these dear, sweet handsl Aye, made for my kisses! And when some day My lifo shall be robbed of its trust. And the lips that are culder shall kiss them away And liide them in daisics and dust, I will kneel in tho dark wbere the angel stands And my kiss shall be last on these dear, sweet handsl