What if I expected You to move mountains?
What would happen if I trusted You to part the sea?
What would become of my heart wastelands?
What miracles would come to be?
How do I pray in faith without grasping?
How do I seek You in asking for desires?
How should these finite lips call on everlasting?
How does this fickle heart pray with holy fire?
Help my unbelief
Jesus guide my heart,
Remind me You are my perfect intercessor,
In You, my requests are sorted apart.
It was You who led by fire and cloud,
It was You who provided manna,
It was You who asked if the dry bones could live,
It was You who broke walls, they marched around them.
It is You who still makes ways in darkness,
It is You who still calls by name,
It is You who asks me to pray boldly,
It is You who removes my shame.
I can hope in your provision,
I can boldly come before your throne,
I can humbly ask You to hasten your vision,
I can trust You to lead me home.
Now is the time to ask in hope,
Tonight is the night to cry out,
You rend my heart with your unfailing love,
You speak in whispers, in my circumstances You shout.
I ask because you know my heart,
I call because you are my father,
I know you’re the one who leads and sends,
When I on my own can go no further.
You see me when I’m falling,
You know my words before I
speak,
You are the one who’s ever calling,
You are the answer I seek.
You are making my heart-mountains move,
You are parting my fear-filled seas,
You are turning wastelands into streams,
You are performing miracles in me.
