Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

 I put my hope in you

 I lay my life in the palm of your hand

 For I'm constantly drawn to you Oh lord

 In ways I can not comprehend

Verse 2

 It's the creator calling the created

 A maker beckoning the made

 The bride finding what she's always waited for

 When we find ourselves that day

(CHORUS)

 In you where the hungry feast at the table

 The blind frozen by colors in view

 The lame will dance, They'll dance for they are able

 And the weary find rest

 Oh the weary find rest

Verse 3

 It's no secret that we don't belong here

 Those set apart by the grace of you

 And we look for a day when we go to a place

 Where the old become Brand New