Raise your cupped hands to my lips
So I may drink of you
Whisper your name into my ears
So I may sing of you
I've been a wayward son
Who's strayed from the path
I see the light of your face
Will always brings me back
Thank you, God
For all your mercy
Praise you, Lord
For all of your love
Has carried me through hard times
And is calling me home
Thank you, God
Praise you, Lord
Lay me down on a golden bed
So I may dream of you
Raise me up beyond the clouds
So I may be with you
When I meet you there
I’ll finally see
I'm no longer bound by shackles
I am truly free
Thank you, God
For all your mercy
Praise you, Lord
For all of your love
Has carried me through hard times
And is calling me home
Thank you, God
Praise you, Lord
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