The hem of Your robe is where our healing lies. The wounds in Your hands are where our life resides. Your love is moving, moving among us. We're desperate to see the beauty of Your face. We're longing to know the wonders of Your grace. Your love is moving, moving among us. So we reach, we reach our hands to You. Our God, You are here and Your mercies are new. We fall, we fall in worship to You. Our God, You are here, and in Your power You move. The faith in our hearts is how we welcome You. The joy in our lives is Your love breaking through. Your love is moving, moving among us.
