Every heart that I've betrayed is mine to answer for
I've been cowardly to not say Who You are
I've been calloused and uncaring when there's nothing in it for me
Please forgive me, Lord
Please forgive me, Lord

……

Yes, I love you, child, completely--
Don't let doubt deceive your heart
I forever spelled it out upon the cross
There I poured My wrath upon the sin that kept us far apart
Yet I also bore that wrath--I paid the cost

For I cannot make you love Me, no I cannot make you trust
But I knock and wait, until you open wide
To receive forgiveness, mercy, life, and rise up from the dust
Be at peace, My child
Be at peace, My child

Weep no more, people of God.
He will show you grace when He hears your cry.
He will answer you.

Your affliction will not be in vain.
He is suff’ring with you each and ev’ry day.
He will answer you.

Glowing clouds of lightning
Quakes of mighty thunder
Our souls expand for what is grand,
To grow with awe and wonder
Varieties of plant and beast
And stars beyond all measure,
Every atom in the universe
Continues at God's pleasure

Chorus:
Behold Your God
Bow and worship
Throw down your crowns
Prostrate at His feet
Rejoice with all creation
He is Lord above all nations
His beauty, pow'r and justice are your song
Behold your God

In the silence of the sunrise,
The birds begin their song;
The foundations of the world
Are hidden in the fog

You make the clouds Your chariot,
You make the wind Your messenger
You stretch the heavens like a tent;
How wise and many are Your works

Chorus:
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live,
The Master of the mountains is the Father who forgives
The hand of the Creator has filled the earth and sea,
The kaleidoscope of living, surrounding me

All that really matters is what You think
My life has been given--it's not my own
If I feel the vacuum, the emptiness is mine, I guess
It's not because You don't exist, but because of this:
I believe that I can live without You
Without You

CHORUS
You are in the habit of giving me
What I ask for when I don't want to admit it
Independence is a fiction
That I run to when I think that it's convenient
Sometimes when I hide, You come and seek me
But sometimes when I hide, You let me hide.

Tell me now--where your heart is resting
Tell me now--where do you belong?
Do you know who really loves you?
Are you tired of standing on your own?

Well I know of a place where you're accepted
Where the parents tell their children what is true
Follow me to a home beside the river
In the rocky, arid desert, He's waiting for you

Tell me now--do you know who God is?
Do you think He's an old man, full of hate?
Or is He political--a narrow-minded bigot
Who gets His jollies out of making people wait?