75 The Cup in Your Hand

We give You thanks, oh God. We give You thanks,

Your name is near. Your wonders call us back, in every story

told across this land. We see Your mercy and the sovereign hand.

You are the center that the ages spin. When the earth and all its

people shake, You are the pillar that will never break. You alone,

Judge upright. You alone can stand. Pulling one from the dust,

setting down the proud man. Not from east, not from west, not from desert

sand. Every rise, every fall, from the cup in Your