empty my hands.

i've got voices in my head 
and they are so strong.
and i'm getting sick of this. 
oh Lord, how long
will i be haunted 
by the fear that i believe?
my hands like locks on cages
of these dreams i can't set free.

but if i let these dreams die,
if i lay down all my wounded pride,
if i let these dreams die,
will i find that letting go lets me come alive?

so empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.


oh, empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.

these voices speak instead 
and what's right is wrong.
and i'm giving into them, 
please Lord, how long
will i be held captive 
by the lies that i believe?
my heart's in constant chaos 
and it keeps me so deceived.

but if i let these dreams die,
if i could just lay down my dark desire,
if i let these dreams die,
will I find You brought me back to life?


so empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.

oh Lord, empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.

'cause my mind is like a building burning down.
i need Your grace to keep me, 
keep me from the ground.
and my heart is just a prisoner of war
a slave to what it wants and to what i'm fighting for.


so won't You empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.


oh, empty my hands,
fill up my heart,
capture my mind with You.


i need you now, Lord.




"this song is just a confessional prayer of mine. i have thoughts in my head that scare me. i think we all do. it’s my own selfishness and my own entitlement issues. the things you are most likely to idolize aren’t necessarily bad things, they are usually blessings that you cannot let go of and what we all need help realizing is true freedom." 
[mike from tenth avenue north]