I put my hope in You I lay my life in the palm of Your hand For 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 become brand new 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 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 we will find rest in You We'll find hope O we will find rest You're our every view You're our sanctuary We come before You, Lord