In a home of tender care, Where love and kindness fill the air, Hands reach out, so strong, so true, Healing hearts in all they do.
Through every wound, through every trial, A gentle touch, a knowing smile, Guiding each soul, steady and bright, Turning sorrow into light.
A whispered word, a steady hand, Together they rise, they understand, Bound not just by blood and name, But by love that burns like flame.
So let the world see, let it know, that in this house, love will grow, A family of healers, hand in hand, Bringing comfort across the land.

James 5:14-15 – “Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up.”
Psalm 147:3 – “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
Jeremiah 30:17 – “For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord.”
