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