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Mother, my hands are Your hands, so I give thanks for them and ask for Your guidance in using them to bless others. Fill my hands with Your love, and use them to bring comfort where there is despair. Guide my hands and fill them with Your strengh so that I might help the ones who need to be uplifted. Empower my hands with the skill they need to accomplish Your mighty works. Your work in my hands is a true labor of love, and I am grateful for every opportunity to work for You to bring peace and joy to others. Bless my hands and extend Your love through them, making them an instrument of Your peace. As Your love flows through me and reaches out to others,I am blessed and filled with joy.
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This is a part of my garden.
![]() This was printed in Italy in 1935. |
![]() A prayer for Catholic missions on the back. |
![]() No information on the back, but a nice prayer and made in Italy also. |

Can't read this one, it's in Polish, but was given to my mother by her mother.
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