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I am Yours

I got a tattoo over the Christmas holiday, ok technically I got two but I am only providing an explanation for one today. Since my Aunt went into the hospital, I have been forever singing this song. I am fearful to raise my hands in praise during worship although it is a longing of my heart but these words are a reminder to me that even when fear wrenches me I am a daughter of the King.

I see Your fingerprints
The work of Your hands
It’s all in Your hands
I see the evidence
Leaving nothing to chance
The world’s in Your handsSo I rest in Your promises
Now I am sure of this
I’m YoursLet the waters rise
I will stand as the oceans roar
Let the earth shake beneath me
Let the mountains fall
You are God over the storm
And I am YoursI hear the voice of love
Calling me home
To where I belong
It cripples every fear
And the ones who will kneel
Walk away healedSo I rest in Your promises
Now I am sure of this
I’m Yours
No power is strong enough
To separate me from Your love
I’m YoursSo let the waters rise
I will stand as the oceans roar
Let the earth shake beneath me
Let the mountains fall
You are God over the storm
And I am YoursEven the thunder and the wind obey
At the command of my Father, Father
I set my feet upon Your mighty name
So let the rain fall harder, harderSo take my everything, my flesh and blood
I’ll lay me down on the altar, altar
I am forever covered in Your love
So let the rain fall hardSo let the waters rise
I will stand as the oceans roar
Let the earth shake beneath me
Let the mountains fall
You are God over the storm
And I am YoursLet the waters rise
I will stand as the oceans roar
Let the earth shake beneath me
Let the mountains fall
You are God over the storm
And I am YoursYou are God over the storm
And I am Yours

Lauren Daigle

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