I put my hope in You
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I lay my life in palm of your hand
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I'm constantly drawn to You Lord
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In ways I cannot comprehend
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It's the Creator calling the created
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The Maker beckoning the made
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The bride finding what she's always waited for
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When we find ourselves that day
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In You where the hungry feast at the table
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The blind frozen by colors in view
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The lame will dance, They'll dance for they are able
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And the weary find rest
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Oh the weary find rest in You
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It's no secret that we don't belong here
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Those set apart by the grace of You
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And we look for the day when we go to a place
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Where the old becomes brand new
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In You
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