start with me
andrews, meredith
you are air the desperate longs
water falling on the sand
silence to an angry storm
so if you're gonna move again
the would you move in me?
you're the beat to a broken heart
and warm word from your voice rings out
and the dead throw the grave clothes down
cause you're still the god of the empty tomb
the one who came alive again
i wanna hear every rescued heart cry
break what needs breaking
whose arms hold the fatherless?
whose voice do they hear?
who sits with the prisoner
and stands for the one who fear?
you're still the god of what is just
and you're still the god who loves
so would you love through me
would you love through me
i wanna hear every rescued heart cry
break what needs breaking
i wanna hear every rescued heart cry
break what needs breaking