Tom: G
Introdução:
G Dm F G
In put my hope in You I lay my life in the palm of Your hand
F C F
I'm constantly drawn to You O Lord, in ways I cannot comprehend
G Dm7
It's the Creator calling the created
F G
the Maker beckoning the made
F C
the bride finding what she's always waited for
F
when we find ourselves that day
G C2
In You, where the hungry feast at the table,
Em7 C2
the blind frozen by colors in view
G C2
the lame will dance, they'll dance, for they are able
F G Dm7 F G
and the weary find rest, oh, the weary find rest in You
It's no secret that we don't belong here,