Lord, when I am weary with toiling,
And burdensome seem Thy commands,
If my load should lead to complaining,
Lord, show me Thy Hands, –
Thy nail-pierced Hands, Thy cross-torn Hands
My Saviour, show me Thy Hands.
Christ, if ever my footsteps should falter,
And I be prepared for retreat,
If desert or thorn cause lamenting,
Lord, show me Thy Feet, --
Thy bleeding Feet, Thy nail-scarred Feet
My Jesus, show me Thy Feet
O God, dare I show Thee
MY hands and MY feet?
~Brenton Thoburn Badley
A wonderful passage of Scripture to read with this poem is Psalm 22.