The Hand That Holds the World sing and play along

No greater joy

is there than this:

to know for what we're meant to live,

to hold Your hand

and touch Your face,

to find ourselves in love's embrace.

I want to stand before the

King, join in the song that heaven sings.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to know the mystery,

reach out and touch the majesty.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world,

the hand that holds the world.

No greater love

could be bestowed,

that You would name us as

Your own.

Your daughters sing,

Your sons rejoice,

they gather here before

Your throne.

I want to stand before the

King, join in the song that heaven sings.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to know the mystery,

reach out and touch the majesty.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world,

the hand that holds the world.

You are, You are the Author of creation.

We are the children of Your heart.

You are, You are the light of all the heavens.

We rise to worship all You are.

I want to stand before the King,

join in the song that heaven sings.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to know the mystery,

reach out and touch the majesty.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to stand before the

King, join in the song that heaven sings.

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to hold the hand,

reach out and hold the hand,

I want to hold the hand that holds the world.

I want to hold the hand,

I want to hold the hand,

I want to hold the hand that holds the world,

that holds the world,

that holds the world.