Steady Hands Verse 1 Before a single number found the page, She spoke about the reason that we serve. Not dollars first, nor columns lined in rows, Yet hearts entrusted with a common work. She smiled the way the morning greets the day, Making every stranger feel like friend. Gentle enough to welcome anyone, Strong enough to see the journey through. Pre-Chorus Some people count the money. Some people count the blessings. Sometimes they’re exactly the same. Chorus Steady hands… open heart… Holding trust the way it’s meant to be. Not just keeping books in balance, Keeping hope in harmony. Every gift becomes a promise, Every promise finds its place. Love is the richest treasure Any fellowship can raise. Verse 2 She laughed with life still dancing in her eyes, A little spark that says, “Come, walk with me.” Brave enough to welcome something new, Wise enough to keep both feet on ground. She came to celebrate our friends one day, Not because she had to—just because. That’s the kind of ledger few will see: Kindness entered quietly in ink. Bridge The numbers tell a story. The Spirit writes the meaning. We finish where we hoped because We started with believing. Final Chorus Steady hands… joyful heart… Carrying tomorrow through today. The balance isn’t measured Only by the funds we save. It’s written in the welcome, In the laughter that she brings. The greatest wealth among us Is the trust that kindness gives. Outro And long after the report is filed, Long after every total’s put away, We’ll remember how she made us feel— Like this work was worth giving our lives to.
