I was reminded to lift my eyes to the hills
when there were mountains
of everything out of my control.
After all where does the governance of matters reside
but between your shoulders resting.
We have tried to figure it all out.
We have tried to put two and two together.
But things have not been adding up
to our satisfaction.
Underneath are the arms that carry
the weight of all things heavy.
We have been carried from underneath
and lifted to the high places.
At rest between your shoulders
where Benjamin received his blessings.
We abide in the still small whispers.
Beloved I am your home
Come back to the sweet place of trust
In the last days the love of most will grow cold
But you will remember first love
You will remember first love.
Listen to Looking For A Savior (feat. Will Reagan)