With His Hands He Made Me

With His hands He made me
Breathed His life within me
With His heart He loved me
Yet I turned away
In His love He sought me
Came to earth to save me
Punished my rebellion
With His sacrifice

I’ll come to the Giver of life
I’ll drink from His well of delights
I’ll yield to His tender embrace
I’ll be to Him an offering of praise

Here I stand before You
Needing Your forgiveness
Thirsting for Your Spirit
Longing for Your touch
Let the flame within me
Grow into a fire
Banish all my darkness
With Your piercing light

I’ll come to the Giver of life
I’ll drink from His well of delights
I’ll yield to His tender embrace
I’ll be to Him an offering
I’ll rest in the shade of His wings
I’ll feast on the pleasure He brings,
I’ll seek Him for all of my days
I’ll be to Him an offering of praise

Stuart TownendÂ