In Your Arms

I'm turning the world off
Embracing the silence
Walking away from all the voices
That are Screaming in my ear

I've been too caught up
I've been so stressed out
All of the noise replaced the whisper
That used to be so clear

So I close every door
Put my face back on the floor

And I'm in Your arms
Where I belong
There's no other place for me
Than right where You are
Some things just don't change
When I call Your name
You never hesitate to wrap me in endless grace
When I'm in Your arms

I'm letting my fears go
Giving You control
For You are the one who holds me closer
In my soul's darkest night

Everything I see
Is so temporary
So help me to run the race before me
With eternity in sight

Now I close every door
Put my face back on the floor

And I'm in Your arms
Where I belong
There's no other place for me
Than right where You are
Some things just don't change
When I call Your name
You never hesitate to wrap me in endless grace
When I'm in Your arms

To sit at Your feet
At Your table of mercy
To gaze on Your beauty, my Lord
To drink from Your well
And be changed by Your glory
How could I ask for more
Jesus, how could I ask for more

And I'm in Your arms
Where I belong
There's no other place for me
Than right where You are
Some things just don't change
When I call Your name
You never hesitate to wrap me in endless grace
When I'm in Your arms

Tears of Saints

There are many prodigal sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down
People's hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
We're crying for them come back home
We're crying for them come back home
And all your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

There are schools full of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation
In it's state of desperation
For Your glory

This is an emergency!

Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!
Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!

And all Your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

Hide Away in the Love of Jesus

Come, weary saints, though tired and weak
Hide away in the love of Jesus
Your strength will return by His quiet streams
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Come, wandering souls, and find your home
Hide away in the love of Jesus
He offers the rest that you yearn to know
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Hear Him calling your name
See the depths of His love
In the wounds of His grace
Hide away

Come, guilty ones weighed down with sin
Hide away in the love of Jesus
The freedom you long for is found in Him
Hide away in the love of Jesus

Come, hopeless hearts, do not despair
Hide away in the love of Jesus
For ten thousand joys await you there
Hide away in the love of Jesus

My Inheritance

MY INHERITANCE
Ronnie Freeman, Chad Cates, Tony Wood

What is silver and gold or anything I could hold
Compared to You, compared to You
What is fame and success, it’s all just vain emptiness
Compared to You, compared to You
All that You hold in store is all that I want O Lord

I WILL SHOUT, I WILL SING
JESUS YOU’RE MY EVERYTHING
YOU’RE MY TREASURE, MY INHERITANCE
I AM RICH, I AM BLESSED
IN YOUR LOVE AND FAITHFULNESS
YOU’RE MY TREASURE AND FOREVER
YOU ARE MY INHERITANCE

Girls part)
YOU ARE MY PROTECTOR, MY PROVIDER
JESUS, YOU ARE MY INHERITANCE
YOU ARE MY REDEEMER, MY SUSTAINER
JESUS, YOU ARE MY INHERITANCE

My name has been changed from sinner to saint
Because of You, because of You
Now You call me Your own, I know heaven’s my home
Because of You, because of You
All that you hold in store is all that I want O Lord

Thank You

The truth of the matter is that God is good and worthy of praise--despite any degree of turmoil, chaos, and despair.

Thank You for wildflowers, long letters, and morning fog. Thank You for tire swings and willow trees and autumn leaves. Thank You for pumpkin pie and red hair and meadows. Thank You for colorful skin and little children and puppies. Thank You for pregnant bellies and excited daddies and wild berries. Thank You for apple orchards and soccer games and really smooth chocolate. Thank You for freckles, morning clouds, and burning leaves. Thank You for warm hugs, hot cider, and surprises. Thank you for tea, leather chairs, and good books. Thank You for homemade blankets, fresh soup, and rich candles. Thank You for smoothies, bike rides, and crunchy autumn leaves. Thank You for black and blue butterflies, long walks, long talks, and real love. Thank You for clean houses, ballet flats, and day-after cold turkey. Thank You for Grandma's nachos, pretty paper, and woodburning stoves. Thank You.

Thank You for questions, trials, pain, and hopelessness--all these things prod me to seek you. I have nothing else, Lord. You are all I have.

And so You will be found. You are my joy.