Into your mighty hands we fall.
After breathing for so long, we've forgotten how to die... everyday
We got here with no time at all.
But we will be loved within His house
We are afraid of each other. We are afraid of ourselves.
So lay it down.
lay it down
We gather bread with uncertainty
While he feeds the birds so graciously
And the splendor of the flowers He wants for us.
The splendor of the flowers He wants for us.
But we are afraid to trust. We are afraid to let go.
We are afraid of each other and ourselves.
So lay it down. Lay it down. lay it down.
Lay it down. lay it down
lay it down.
In his house... In his house...
One by one we'll return to your house.
[+] greg
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