open hands

To finally let go of my plans
These earthly kingdoms built of sand
Jesus at your cross I stand with open hands

And I lift my hands open wide let the whole world sing
how you’ve loved, how you died, how you set me free!
Free at last I surrender all I am
with open hands
with open hands

Why is there so much confusion in surrender? Or is it just incomplete surrender that brings confusion? Are my hands fully open? Or are they holding onto things – security, comfort, convenience, family, plans. . .


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