What Do I Know Of Holy by Addison Road
I've made promises a thousand times.
I've tried to hear from heaven,
But I talk the whole time.
I think I made you too small,
I've never feared you at all, no.
If you touched my face, would I know you,
Looked into my eyes, could I behold you?
What do I know of you,
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood,
But the shore along your ocean?
Are you fire, are you fury?
Are you sacred, are you beautiful?
So what do I know,
What do I know of holy?
I guess I thought I had you figured out.
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How you were mighty to save.
But those were only empty words on a page.
Then I caught a glimpse of who you might me,
The slightest hint of you brought me down to my knees.
What do I know of you,
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood,
But the shore along your ocean?
Are you fire, are you fury?
Are you sacred, are you beautiful?
So what do I know,
What do I know of holy?
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life its name?
What do I know of Holy,
Of the One who the angels praise?
All of creation knows your name,
On earth and Heaven above.
What do I know of this love?