Tom: C
G Dm
I put my hope in you
F G
I lay my life in the palm of your hand
F C
For I'm constantly drawn to you Oh lord
F D
In ways I can not comprehend
[Verse 2]
G Dm
It's the creator calling the created
F G
A maker beckoning the made
F C
The bride finding what she's always waited for
F D
When we find ourselves that day
[Chorus]
G C
In you where the hungry feast at the table
Em C
The blind frozen by colors in view
G C
The lame will dance, They'll dance for they are able
F
And the weary find rest
D G
Oh the weary find rest
[Verse 3]
G Dm
It's no secret that we don't belong here
F G
Those set apart by the grace of you
F C
And we look for a day when we go to a place
F D
Where the old become Brand New
