Hands To The Havens de Kari Jobe

We are your church
We are your sons and daughters
We’ve gathered here to meet with you
We lift our eyes
We lay our hearts before you
Expectant here for you to move

With our hands to the heavens
Alive in your presence
Oh god, when you come
So pour out your spirit
We love to be near you
Oh god, when you come

You are the way
The truth and life we live for
Oh how we long to know you more
Come like a rushing wind
Come light the fire again
Come like a burning flame

Have your way
Have your way