In Your Wounded Hands Of Glory

Emmanuel.

I am held in your wounded hands of glory.

Living in the faith of your story.

My sins never measured

To the faith of your eternal love.

I soak in your light.

You are of faithful presence,

My joy when I need reverence.

You saved me so my shame is no longer heavy,

Held in your wounded hands of glory.

When I am feeling restless,

You lift my heart to you.

You never leave me lonely.

In your wounded hands you hold me.

Emmanuel.

Every time I stumble, you find me in my Egypt,

You pull me from the fire.

With the oil full within me, I soak in your glory.

Fill my soul with your spirit.

I pour it from the rooftops,

Let it carry through the shadows

And bring your holy light to the darkness.

You are of faithful presence,

My joy when I need reverence.

My shame is no longer heavy,

Held in your wounded hands of glory.

Emmanuel.

I am held in your wounded hands of glory.

Saved by your salvation.

Every misstep rerouted.

Your grace is steady beside me

As I rewrite my story.

I vow to live in your presence.

Put the weight down at the altar.

With you, love never falters,

Never judges,

Never leaves.

I am held in your wounded hands of glory.

Saved by your salvation.

Every misstep rerouted.

Even when I try to walk away,

When the oil gets low

And I grow tired.

I am held in your wounded hands of glory.

Saved by your salvation.

I am held in your wounded hands of glory.

Saved by your salvation.

I rewrote my story,

Held in your wounded hands of glory.

Emmanuel.