Heaven can’t contain
What you hide from us today.
Living as our daily bread,
The one to whom we pray.
Chorus
Lift us up to your presence.
Lift us up to your presence.
Lord and king. Lord and king.
Lord and king.
Grace us with a hope
That will last for evermore.
Trusting in your providence
That's come from Heaven’s store.
Help us not to fret
But to offer up our day.
Waiting is eternal life
He came to pave the way.
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