open my hands.
I believe in a blessing I don’t understand
I’ve seen rain fall on wicked and the just
Rain is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us
I believe in a peace that flows deeper than pain
That broken find healing in love
Pain is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me
I believe in a fountain that will never dry
Though I’ve thirsted and didn’t have enough
Thirst is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me
No good thing from us
No good thing from us
He withholds no good thing from us
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me
{open my hands-sara groves}
I will open my hands and my heart and nod an emphatic yes to the plans He has laid out, wherever they lead.
and I’m learning that it’s a daily surrender. Isaiah 40 is giving hope to my restless heart tonight. He is above all. trust. Isaiah says that He gives strength to the weary and carries the lambs close to His heart. so why fear? my days are like grass and He has them numbered. it is better to surrender each moment than to hold tight to things, dreams and plans that will soon fade away. I want Him and His plans, as difficult and as heartbreaking as it may be at times. this I know: Pain is no measure of his faithfulness-He’s always been faithful…
