Joey Gearries - Reach

Patient love
Is always reaching
The grip of grace
Is there to meet me
Suspended arms
Extended out to me
A weathered heart
Still tethered to the reach
Of your love

I could fall a hundred stories
Still land at your feet
I'd run a thousand westward miles
And find you rising east
And I could drift ten-thousand stormy waves
And stay in reach
Of your love

Drawing near
Your peace is calling
As doubt, it fades
And trust is dawning
Suspended arms
Extended out to me
A rugged cross
Intended for the reach
Of your Love

I could fall a hundred stories
Still land at your feet
I'd run a thousand westward miles
And find you rising east
And I could drift ten-thousand stormy waves
And stay in reach
Of your love

Face first I've fallen
Turned away so often
Ive ebbed, I've flowed
You've stayed so constant
So many mistakes that
I thought my life was an impasse
Past the point of no return
But you said "I'll take that"
Even at my lowest
You reconstruct what's broken
You reach out to the hopeless
And illuminate where the hope is
I don't know where this road is leading
I just know the God who leads me
I've spent far too much time apart
From the love I was always seeking
'Cause once it's found where love abounds
A deafened ear can hear the sounds
Of every step up to that hill
Where shackles fall and grace resounds
So Lord, It's me
I'm here, You speak
Your hands, held open
My hands
I'll reach
I'll reach
I'll reach for your love
I'll reach out for your love
I'll reach out for your love

So I will climb
The tallest mountain
Just to glimpse your peak
And I will cry
Through blinded eyes
To see what you see in me
And I'll shackle up
These hands in blood
Lord just to be set free
By your love
By your love

Yes I'll shackle up
These hands in blood
Lord just to be set free
And I will scream
Through deafened ears
Lord just to hear you speak
And I'll stumble through
My crowds of failure
Lock my eyes
Upon my savior
Throw out my hands
Just to reach
The garment at the feet
Of your Love
Of your Love

Patient love
Is always reaching
The grip of grace
Is there to meet me
Suspended arms
Extended out to me
A weathered heart
Still tethered to the reach

Written by:
Joey Gearries

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