Though we may be hurting,
His heart is beating,
though our dreams may not yet be true,
His voice is now crying,
Though all hope may feel lost,
His soul is yearning,
though we're out of energy,
He stands at the door and knocks,
and we say, "COME IN"
because we will not worry about program You out of this ministry.

Where we feel that we have lost, we remember a night where our first brothers and sisters felt the same.
(the night he was taken)

His arm is not too short to save,
His voice not to weak to shake,
His truth not to muddled to heal,
His hands not too scarred to hold,
His wounds not too few to redeem,
His ways not too lost to be our own,
His name not too small to unfeared,
His sword not too dull not cut,
His fame not too old to be forgotten,
His wrath, not too pacified to be endured,
His greatness not to ignored to be unworthy,
And His power not too empty to lay waste to this world.

He is still YWHY
He is still all and all
He is still all beginning and the only end
He is still creating life,
and He is still destroying enemies,
His is still answering prayers,
He is still the commander of great armies,
He is still the author of all that is true,
and He is still in the rescuing business,

No one has ever touched Him and lived
No one has ever been able to cruse what He forgives,
No one can ever do what He has called "done"
And no one can outshine the exalted one,
No one will ever know as much as He,
And can understand His eternity,

No language can bind,
no thoughts can find Him,
No words can express,
and no melodies contain,
And no other in Heav' nor below can carry His name,

There's nothing He doesn't know,
And nothing will ever grow,
without His presence around and near

Though many have doubted,
they all will proclaim,
the wonder and beauty of Jehovah's great name

We win, the history of the future has already been told, so now we wait for the day where His face we can behold.

Yes Lord, walking in the ways of your truth we wait for you, for your renown is the desire of our souls.