Our Hearts Are Restless Until we Hide Our Hearts in Thee

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Our murky, sinful world of woe
Brings sorrow none but You can know.
It wounds the heart, it blinds the eye—
Yet still You hear our hopeless cry.
Though heaven's light breaks through the gray,
We turn for You when we lose our way.

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Your Word is true, a healing balm,
It speaks to storms and brings us calm.
It lights the path, it shows the way,
It leads to life, it will not sway.
Yet we, in fear, forget what's heard,
And walk apart from Thy holy Word.

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Your truth—a compass, sure and kind,
Leads wandering hearts Your grace to find.
Your kingdom stands on love alone,
Not built by hands, nor stone on stone.
It rises where Your Spirit moves,
And reigns in hearts Your mercy proves.

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To free the slave, to lift the chained,
To heal the soul sin’s grip has pained—
This is the call we must obey,
To love, to serve, to kneel and pray.
Each soul we meet, Lord, help us see,
As one You died to set free.

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So make us vessels, pure and true,
That we may boldly live for You.
Let justice roll like mighty streams,
And mercy rise beyond our dreams.
Till every heart and tongue shall sing,
All glory to our risen King!