Believe

To the one whose dreams have fallen all apart
And all you’re left with is a tired and broken heart
I can tell by your eyes you think you’re on your own
But you’re not alone

Have you heard of the One who can calm the raging sea
Give sight to the blind, pull the lame up to their feet
With love so strong, He’ll never let you go
No you’re not alone

You will be safe in His arms
You will be safe in His arms
‘Cause the hands that hold the world
Are holding your heart
This is the promise He made
He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart
You will be safe in His arms

Did you know that the voice that brings the dead to life
Is the very same voice that calls you now to rise
So hear Him now, He’s calling you home
You will never be alone

You will be safe in His arms
You will be safe in His arms
‘Cause the hands that hold the world
Are holding your hear
This is the promise He made
He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart
You will be safe in His arms

These are the hands that built the mountains
The hands that calm the sea
These are the arms that hold the heavens
They are holding you and me
These are hands that healed the leper
Pulled the lame up to their feet
These are the arms that were nailed to a cross
To break our chains and set us free

You will be safe in His arms
You will be safe in His arms
‘Cause the hands that hold the world
Are holding your heart
This is the promise He made
He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart
You will be safe in His arms

Safe, Phil Wickham


…Now it’s a matter of believing. Belief in the sense that it’s evident in your, in my, behavior. How we act speaks to how we really believe.

It’s our choice. It’s up to us whether we choose to acknowledge what God says and regard it as truth, depending on it as our life line and rescue.

So choose to believe…and in the moments of dark hopelessness, cry out, “I do believe! Help my unbelief!” (Mark 9:24)