I see a hand reaching out to help me But I don't understand all of Your ways You are still the potter and I am just the clay And though I know at times I am too proud To reach for You, to help me out But if I waited on myself to get it right I would be waiting here forever
Your grace is never going to change Your faith always will remain Your love is the same yesterday, today, and forever I see a world looking for an answer but I don't know what for
When will we realize that we're sinners in the hands of a loving God who came and died and wants to set us free How He longs to be with you and me But if we waited on the truth to change We would be waiting here forever
