Pride and lust consume this broken bitter soul,   and yet through it all You hold me fast while   I pierce You with more than my eyes.   You promised no one could remove my heart   from Your grasp.   Even me.   CHORUS/   Do not let my hands attempt to steal what You own   take what's Yours, my life is not safe in my own hands.   \CHORUS   The hands have shed blood and done-   the hands have shed blood and done violence.   They are executors of what is-   They are executors of what's in my heart.   Do not let my hands attempt to steal what You own.[x2]   It is no longer mine, mine I have given it up,   it is now Yours to keep it as yours.   See, I have your name engraved on my palms.[x2]   Take what's yours.   All the love and hate.   All the joy and pain.   Anything that can be found in my heart.   What I try to hide.   Like these sins inside.   Anything that can be found I give to you.   Never let it go.   -CHORUS-