[Verse 1] Dust in the rafters Oil smoke and breath Sand on my sandals Eyes fixed like death I unroll the letters Ink dark as the grave Ancient aching promise Waiting to be raised [Verse 2] The Spirit is upon Me My voice cuts the hush Good news to the broken Chains ready to crush Sight for the sightless Release for the bound A year of holy favor Spoken out loud [Chorus] This word is fulfilled in your hearing This fire has fallen today You know my hands But you don’t know My meaning You speak my name Then push Me away This word is fulfilled in your hearing Right here In your narrow gaze You know my face But you won’t see the clearing You shut the door and call it faith [Verse 3] They whisper to each other “Is this not the son Of the man who carved our doorways The quiet village one?” You want hometown wonders Like stories that you’ve read You want a painted prophet Not the living bread [Chorus] This word is fulfilled in your hearing This fire has fallen today You know my hands But you don’t know My meaning You speak my name Then push Me away This word is fulfilled in your hearing Right here In your narrow gaze You know my hands But you don’t know My meaning You speak my name You know my face But you won’t see the clearing You shut the door and call it faith [Bridge] No healer in this harbor No honor in this hall You raise Me to your hilltop To watch your Savior fall But mercy walks the edges Where widows weep alone Where strangers die in famine I make their hunger home [Chorus] This word is fulfilled in your hearing This fire has fallen today You know my hands But you don’t know My meaning You speak my name Then push Me away This word is fulfilled in your hearing Right here In your narrow gaze You know my face But you won’t see the clearing You shut the door and call it faith [Chorus] This word is fulfilled in your hearing This fire has fallen today You know my hands But you don’t know My meaning You speak my name Then push Me away This word is fulfilled in your hearing Right here In your narrow gaze You know my face But you won’t see the clearing You shut the door and call it faith

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