Beautiful Beckoning Hands

Beautiful hands at the gate­way to­night

Faces all shin­ing with ra­di­ant light;

Eyes look­ing down from yon heav­en­ly home

Beautiful hands

they are beck­on­ing

Come.

Beautiful hands

beck­on­ing hands

Calling the dear ones to heav­en­ly lands;

Beautiful hands

beck­on­ing hands

Beautiful

beau­ti­ful

beck­on­ing hands.

Beckoning hands of a mo­ther whose love

Sacrificed life her de­vo­tion to prove;

Hands of a fa­ther to me­mo­ry dear

Beckon up high­er the wait­ing ones here.

Beautiful hands of a lit­tle one

see!

Baby voice call­ing

O mo­ther

for thee;

Rosy cheeked darl­ing

the light of the home

Taken so ear­ly

is beck­on­ing

Come.

Beckoning hands of a hus­band

a ife

Watching and wait­ing the loved one of life;

Hands of a bro­ther

a sis­ter

a friend

Out from the gate­way to­night they ex­tend.

Brightest and best of that glo­ri­ous throng

Center of all and the theme of their song;

Jesus

our Sav­ior

the pierc­èd One stands

Lovingly call­ing with beck­on­ing hands.