The Hands that hold the Stars
I’ve stood beneath the midnight dome
Where the stars burn bright but feel so cold
I’ve watched the oceans rise and fall
And felt like nothing much at all
Dust and breath, a fleeting name
A single heart in a world of flame
Still somehow, in all of this space
You look at me like I’m not out of place
How could the voice that carved the light
Still whisper peace into my night?
The hands that hold the stars
Have written mercy on my scars
You, who hung the moon in place
Still know the lines across my face
You called the sea to hush its waves
And still you meet me when I pray
How could the Lord of galaxies
Still choose to walk with someone like me?
I’ve built walls and I’ve burned down bridges
Stood on the edge of my own decisions
I’ve walked away from what was true
But you never moved, you always knew
You watched my fear and felt my shame
And still you loved me just the same
You don’t wait for me to earn your grace
You run to meet me in my broken place
I can’t explain what I believe
But I’ve been held when I should leave
The hands that hold the stars
Have written mercy on my scars
You, who hung the moon in place
Still know the lines across my face
You called the sea to hush its waves
And still you meet me when I pray
How could the Lord of galaxies
Still choose to walk with someone like me?
Maybe love’s not meant to make much sense
Maybe grace was never earned by strength
Maybe all this sky and space
Is just the frame around your face
The hands that hold the stars
Have written mercy on my scars
You, who knew the void before the spark
Still hold me close here in the dark
You called the world to life with breath
And whispered mine with gentleness
How could the King of everything
Still wear my name like a wedding ring?
-Lyrics and music by Dan R Blincoe II
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