I see a hand reaching out to help me
But I don't understand all of Your ways
You are still the potter and I am just the clay
And though I know at times I am too proud
To reach for You, to help me out
But if I waited on myself to get it right
I would be waiting here forever
Your grace is never going to change
Your faith always will remain
Your love is the same yesterday, today, and forever
I see a world looking for an answer
But I don't know what for
When will we realize that we're sinners
In the hands of a loving God who came
And died and wants to set us free
How He longs to be with you and me
But if we waited on the truth to change
We would be waiting here forever