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