Even if desired

Oh lord, help only those hands Those are going to deliver good at the end Don’t stop the destructive hands either As they may also be seen as little spot in feather No sound can be made without clapping No message can be conveyed without gentle tapping It is universal truth and must be realized soon Hands may be placed on head to escape blazing sun Lord, you only directed us to do something We were little ignorant not to know anything It never occurred to our fragile mind Those hands are needed to deliver the kind Number of times they have been raised to seek blessings It may be wanted for material gain with some misgivings Yet they were inspired to seek from heavenly crown We have always prayed and asked for pardon We have done it with unknown fear So much pain and agony was forced to bear We did it for the want of compelling situation We apolized and sought for its discontinuation The hands can do no wrong even if desired to They are meant to create path to pass through Hands must feel little hitch in doing wrong They shall be condemned later from the circle or among You are reflected in all of our actions They may be taken note of as true reaction It may be spoken badly or praised for work It is seen as disguise with your final masterly stroke