In You

by Mercy Me

I put my hope in you

I lay my life in the palm of your hand

I'm constantly drawn to you O Lord

In ways I cannot comprehend

It's the creator calling the created

The maker beckoning the made

The bride finding what she's always waited for

When we find ourselves that day

*In you where the hungry feast at the table

The blind frozen by colors in view

The lame will dance, they'll dance for they are able

And the weary find rest

O the weary find rest in you*

It's no secret that we don't belong here

though set apart by the grace of you

We look for the day when we go to a place

Where the old becomes brand new

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where the hungry feast at the table

The blind frozen by colors in view

The lame will dance, they'll dance for they are able

And the weary find rest

O we will find rest in you