Behold

So many choices for a man to make,

So many ways that he can go,

But all the kingdoms in a thousand worlds,

Could not replace the pease I know.

The things of earth can never satisfy

The hunger deep in me.

Behold the Lamb of God,

Reaching out His nail-scarred hand.

He wants to lift you up,

Give you strength so you can stand.

It's only natural for a man to dream,

To reach for stars above himself.

My life was cluttered with shattered dreams,

Before I learned to seek your will.

I care the pieces of a broken heart

And lay it to your feet

You are the rain that falls on thirsty ground

And the light that opens windows in my soul.