Lyrics Move - Crux

Move

So many different things I hold in my hand
But I don’t hold them there
Gravity holds them down
God’s finger picks them up moves them around
Some of them I wanted to stay, some were a happy release
Others appeared with joyous surprises others too heavy for grief
Move it around
Pick it up and move it around
These things I hold them an offering to God
He sees my hand and then
Raises me seven on my knees
I will trust and obey
Move it around
Pick it up and move it around