Open Hands - Laura Story, Mac Powell

The sweetest sound, the highest praise,

Is the letting go of this life You gave

Our greatest prayer, an act of faith

Is an open hand;

Lord have Your way

Take it all

Every hope, every dream, every plan

Take it all

Every weight, all the shame and brokenness

Jesus, I surrender all

Every victory and loss

Take it all, take it all

'till all I have is open hands

A clenching fist

A life of fear,

A burden held

Has no place here

Cause You call me now to cast it all

On the shoulders of the one who’s strong

Take it all

Every hope, every dream, every plan

Take it all

Every weight, all the shame and brokenness

Jesus, I surrender all

Every victory and loss

Take it all, take it all

'till all I have is open hands

All I have is open hands

I’m not afraid of what I lose

My greatest joy is finding You

I’m not afraid of what I lose

My greatest joy is finding You

Take it all, take it all

Take it all, take it all

Take it all

Every hope, every dream, every plan.

Take it all

Every weight, all the shame and brokenness

Jesus, I surrender all

Every victory and loss

Take it all, take it all

'till all I have is open hands

All I have is open hands.

I surrender

'till all I have is open hands