I Need

I need His hands to come dig in my dirt I need the person I need the work I need a love that bears all I deserve And leaves me redeemed All my transgressions all of my griefs All my rebellion and vain disbelief Sin like a wanted sign nailed to a tree And blood that makes peace Blood that makes peace I need a hand, mighty to save To do what I can't, to war with the grave To be what I'm not And change what I am True Son of God, true Son of Man I need His peace I need His sword I need to breathe in the breathed out word I need the rescue, and I need the search To find what was lost I need a voice that calls out to His own Oh weary sinner, won't you come home Come find forgiven the crime you have done Down at the cross...down at the cross I need a hand, mighty to save To do what I can't, to war with the grave To be what I'm not And change what I am True Son of God, true Son of Man I need a hand, mighty to save To do what I can't, to war with the grave To be what I'm not And change what I am True Son of God, true Son of Man I need a hand, mighty to save To do what I can't, to war with the grave To be what I'm not And change what I am True Son of God, true Son of Man