Eli's Song Lyrics by Mullins Rich
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Rich Mullins, Lee Lundgren, and Nicole LundgrenPsalm 139:7-10, Acts 17:26-27, Ephesians 3:17-19O EliThere's a sanctity in your innocenceA certain beauty and no uncertain strengthThat brings me to the faithI don't know if IIf I am climbing to or falling inBut it comes like grace from your tiny handsWhen I hold you in mineAnd I pray that the eyesOf your heartShine brightWith the hope to which you're calledAnd may you know with all the saintsThe height, the depth, the width, and the lengthOf the love of GodO EliThere's a joy in your sweet abandonLike the cowgirl ballerinaLeaves that rideThe wild and holy bucking wind that the skySent through you to blow away these walls I've builtThat leave me free to be a childAnd I pray that the eyesOf your heartShine brightWith the hope to which you're calledAnd may you know with all the saintsThe height, the depth, the width, and the lengthOf the love of GodO EliThere's a joy in your sweet abandonLike the cowgirl ballerinaLeaves that rideThe wild and holy bucking wind that the sky
Rich Mullins, Lee Lundgren, and Nicole LundgrenPsalm 139:7-10, Acts 17:26-27, Ephesians 3:17-19O EliThere's a sanctity in your innocenceA certain beauty and no uncertain strengthThat brings me to the faithI don't know if IIf I am climbing to or falling inBut it comes like grace from your tiny handsWhen I hold you in mineAnd I pray that the eyesOf your heartShine brightWith the hope to which you're calledAnd may you know with all the saintsThe height, the depth, the width, and the lengthOf the love of GodO EliThere's a joy in your sweet abandonLike the cowgirl ballerinaLeaves that rideThe wild and holy bucking wind that the skySent through you to blow away these walls I've builtThat leave me free to be a childAnd I pray that the eyesOf your heartShine brightWith the hope to which you're calledAnd may you know with all the saintsThe height, the depth, the width, and the lengthOf the love of GodO EliThere's a joy in your sweet abandonLike the cowgirl ballerinaLeaves that rideThe wild and holy bucking wind that the sky