Maranatha - Matt Maher

Come let us go to the house of the Lord

The Kingdom of God and the city of man

A place for all races a place where Your grace is

Dwell in our hearts in the works of our hands

Come again feed Your lambs

We are Your hands

And now we see eyes in the mirror

Reflections of You of what is to come

A glorious cloud a beauty profound

In the widow, the orphan, the lame and the poor

Come again feed Your lambs

We are Your hands

Come again feed Your lambs

We are Your hands

We are a broken world oh Lord

Made worthy for the call to love

We’re healed by grace through faith in You

A people truly set apart

We are a broken world oh Lord

Unworthy to be set apart

We die unto our selfish ways

And go unto Your sacred heart

Come again feed Your lambs

We are Your hands

Come again feed Your lambs

We are Your hands