Put It Right There
1.)
He came running in the house, busting they the door,
Crying out of control as he fell to the floor.
He said "Dad, I'm so sorry. But there's something you must know. "
His body was shakin', strugglin' to his feet,
Confessing his addiction, screaming for relief.
He pulled from his pocket the drugs that had taken his control.
But dad reached out his hand and he said.
.)
Put it right there, in the palm of my hand.
I know it's gonna hurt, but trust me to the end.
You will be free, and I will be there.
Together we will stand looking back at what you feared.
I'm reaching out my hand, I'll do anything I can.
Put it right there!
2.)
Gathered on a hillside near a middle eastern town,
A guiltless man would soon die in a crowd of evil men.
And as they laid him on that brutal cross,
I wonder what went thru his mind.
He wasn't being crucified for anything he'd done.
But he was laying down his own life, for the lives of everyone.
And as that soldier picked up that
spike and he raised that hammer high.
I wonder if Jesus said to that man...
Tag.) I'm reaching out my hand, for the sins of every man.
He came running in the house, busting they the door,
Crying out of control as he fell to the floor.
He said "Dad, I'm so sorry. But there's something you must know. "
His body was shakin', strugglin' to his feet,
Confessing his addiction, screaming for relief.
He pulled from his pocket the drugs that had taken his control.
But dad reached out his hand and he said.
.)
Put it right there, in the palm of my hand.
I know it's gonna hurt, but trust me to the end.
You will be free, and I will be there.
Together we will stand looking back at what you feared.
I'm reaching out my hand, I'll do anything I can.
Put it right there!
2.)
Gathered on a hillside near a middle eastern town,
A guiltless man would soon die in a crowd of evil men.
And as they laid him on that brutal cross,
I wonder what went thru his mind.
He wasn't being crucified for anything he'd done.
But he was laying down his own life, for the lives of everyone.
And as that soldier picked up that
spike and he raised that hammer high.
I wonder if Jesus said to that man...
Tag.) I'm reaching out my hand, for the sins of every man.
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Writer(s): Gerald Crabb
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