My life is in Your Hands
In the face of your might
I stand helpless
Nothing but a grain
In the long stretch of sand.
My life is in Your Hands
You bring me down, take me up
And i have no strength
a rubbish afloat the waves.
My life is in Your Hands
I cry for help, suffer the hurt
I am unheard
an echo defied by the wind.
My life is in Your Hands
You caused my pain
but cleansed my soul.
I rejoice in having nothing
in being nothing
In the face of Your power
I am stripped naked
But in my uselessness
I am most loved
most great
Like when alone on the cross
YOU WERE MOST GOD...
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