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