Martin Smith - Waiting Here For You Lyrics

Album: Back to the Start
Released: 21 Oct 2014
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Lyrics

If faith can move the mountains

Let the mountains move

We come with expectation

Waiting here for You, waiting here for You


You're the Lord of all creation

And still You know my heart

The Author of Salvation

You've loved us from the start


Chorus

Waiting here for You

With our hands lifted high in praise

And it's You we adore

Singing Alleluia


You are everything You've promised

Your faithfulness is true

And we're desperate for Your presence

All we need is You


Bridge

Singing Alleluia (repeat)

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia


Waiting here for You

With our hands lifted high in praise

And it's You we adore

Singing Alleluia

Video

Waiting Here For You — Martin Smith

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Meaning & Inspiration

I’ve been sitting here with this song from Martin Smith’s Back to the Start album, and it’s strange how something that sounds so simple can make me stop and really think about what I’m actually saying to God. There’s that line about faith moving mountains, and honestly, I always think of Jesus telling the disciples that if they had faith the size of a mustard seed, they could tell a mountain to move. It feels bold to sing that, maybe even a little presumptuous, but then the song shifts to Him being the Author of Salvation. That feels much more grounded, like the weight of the whole thing is on Him and not on how much "faith" I can drum up in the moment. It’s funny—I’ve spent so much time worried about whether my faith is strong enough to move my own personal mountains, but the song turns the focus back to His faithfulness, which is just who He is regardless of me.

He says, "You are everything You’ve promised," and that keeps hitting me because I know how often I fail to keep my own word, yet the Bible keeps talking about God being the One who cannot lie. It’s supposed to be a comfort, but it’s also a bit terrifying, isn't it? If He really is that faithful, then my being "desperate for Your presence" might be less about me begging Him to show up and more about me finally realizing He never left. It’s hard to reconcile that—this idea of waiting for Him—when Scripture says He’s closer than my own breath. I’m just wondering, if I’m waiting for Him, am I waiting for Him to do something new, or am I waiting for my own eyes to open up to the fact that He’s already been right there the whole time? Maybe that’s the tension I’m feeling. It’s not that He’s absent, but that I’m just so bad at being still.

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