Out Of My Hands - The Turning

All my restless heart could do is cry

I stepped on out into the night

The tides turned again and nothing felt right

I searched for truth I sought your light

And all my restless heart could do is cry

Everything I held is out of my hands

Everything you bless is not what I’d planned

Not what I’d seen, not what I’d dreamed

My hearts hope will rise and fall with the wind

A gentle breeze will blow me over again

I’m walking unstable

And all the things I held

Were dragging my heart so far down

And the things I’d dreamed were nothing, Nothing as they’d seemed

And then I question you

And doubt you as the God I know

But all over again, you saved me from myself