Saturday, January 5, 2008

Open Hand-RC 1/4/08

"Jesus!" We cry out your name.
When there's nothing left, there is you.
You hear our cries we raise to you.
You see our undying passion,
And you beckon us to take your hand.
And now we run, hand in hand
As you take us somewhere
Where you will show us
Secrets little known to man
That you've always longed to share.
You're looking for the true sons, the true daughters.
I don't know what you've found in me,
But I know there's a reason you've set me free,
And it's beyond me.
I'm surrounded by your heart of love.
It feels like a suction, like an ocean.
It feels like goosebumps, like a drum beating to awaken,
To awaken the life inside we never knew.
And we don't know what to do,
For we are overtaken,
Our very being has been shaken
By God Himself, who became a man
To show us the kind of life we could have
If we'd only hear the unheard sound of Heaven
And take His open hand.

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