Stars in Your Hand

Your church, it stands tall, shining You walk through us, refining With your name etched on our heart A bride prepared and set apart We will see your Spirit move, your Spirit move You hold the stars in your hand We will, bow down in worship You have conquered the grave As the stars bring forth the dawn Midnight gone, the day is born A crown of gold from a crown of thorns, a crown of thorns You have the scars in your hand No more in condemnation You are our revelation You are the Star in our eyes The years in preparation End with a great sensation Your name will light up the skies You hold the stars in your hand