Beautiful Beckoning Hands

Verse 1

Beautiful hands at the gateway tonight, Resting on Jesus the source of all light; Eyes looking down upon loved ones at home, Beautiful white hands, are beckoning, come.

Chorus

Beautiful hands, Beckoning hands, Calling the dear ones to heavenly lands; Beautiful hands, Beckoning hands, Beautiful, beautiful, beckoning hands.

Verse 2

Hands of a mother to mem'ry so dear, Beckoning higher the waiting ones here; Angels are watching those beautiful hands, calling the loved ones, to heavenly lands.

Verse 3

Beckoning hands of the little ones gone, Baby voice calling, oh, father, come home; Hands of a brother, a sister, a friend, Out from the gateway tonight they extend.

Verse 4

Beckoning hands of a Saviour divine, Palms that were pleas'd for the sins that were mine; Hands that were bruised and nailed to the tree, Seeming to say to us, "Come unto me."