Into Your Hands Songtext
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Into Your Hands Songtext
It must have been nothing new to You
The moment I awoke to know that I won′t make it through
On my own
But I recall a promise that You made
The burden won't outweigh the load that I can bear
Surrounded by Your grace
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Every burden of my everyday
Into Your hands
I feel my life is like a dime
Stuck between the cushions of a couch until You find
And spend
And I know the deeper that I go
To learn to give away creates a space more apropos
For a King to rule
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Every burden of my everyday
Into Your hands
I put my burdens in the hands
Who put the planets into place
To He who′ll know me on the day I see Him face to face
A little bit of heaven here on earth
Jesus come to live with me
The day of my new birth
When I finally put it all
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands (Every morning, every day)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty cell)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty cradle)
Into Your hands, hands (Every unspread wound)
Into Your hands, hands (Every unseemly deed)
Into Your hands, hands (Every untroubled sleep)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty seat)
The moment I awoke to know that I won′t make it through
On my own
But I recall a promise that You made
The burden won't outweigh the load that I can bear
Surrounded by Your grace
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Every burden of my everyday
Into Your hands
I feel my life is like a dime
Stuck between the cushions of a couch until You find
And spend
And I know the deeper that I go
To learn to give away creates a space more apropos
For a King to rule
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Every burden of my everyday
Into Your hands
I put my burdens in the hands
Who put the planets into place
To He who′ll know me on the day I see Him face to face
A little bit of heaven here on earth
Jesus come to live with me
The day of my new birth
When I finally put it all
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands
Into Your hands, hands (Every morning, every day)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty cell)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty cradle)
Into Your hands, hands (Every unspread wound)
Into Your hands, hands (Every unseemly deed)
Into Your hands, hands (Every untroubled sleep)
Into Your hands, hands (Every empty seat)
Writer(s): Alison Rae Ogren, Matt Berry, Nathan D Larson, Peter C Sanders, David Caton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

