After all the songs are sung
And our prayers for Kingdom come
Did we bring honor to the words we sing?
Does our worship have hands?
Does it have feet?
Does it stand up in the face of injustice?
Does our worship bow down?
Does it run deep?
Is it more than a song
That fades with our voices?
Does it fade with our voices?
Lord, it’s you we long to please
Make our lives a melody
That we proclaim
When we live in Jesus name
So if we raise our hands high
Let us also reach them out
And if we lift our voices up
Let it be the sound of love
Let our worship have hands
Let it have feet
Let it stand tall in the face of injustice
Let our worship bow down
Let it run deep
And be more than a song
That fades with our voices
It’s more than a song
That fades with our voices
It won’t fade with our voices
(Let it be the sound of love)
Fade With Our Voices Jason Gray
Album: Everything Sad is Coming Untrue
Today’s meditation is posted in honor of special friends, Bill and Laurie Bolthouse, for their willingness to stand in the face of the injustice of human trafficking. We stand with them. Tonight at the Breckenridge Film Festival, Sammy and I are attending a special viewing of the motion picture they produced in present-day Southeast Asia, Trade of Innocents, a story of struggle and hope in the dangerous world of human trafficking. Thanks for the way your worship has hands and feet, Bill and Laurie!