I've made You promises a thousand times.
I tried to hear from heaven, but I talked 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?
Chorus
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 that I had figured You 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 be,
the slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees.
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Bridge
What do I know of holy? What do I know of the wounds that have healed my shame?
And the God who gave life it's name.
What do I know of holy? Of the One whom the angles praise.
All creation knows Your name.
On earth and heaven above, how do I know of this love?
(Chorus)
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