On my own, I'm afraid to step out on the sea.
All alone, no mountain will move for me.
But you breathe your life into my soul.
You take away the impossible.
I can feel your mystery moving in my hands and feet
Leading me through disbelief, finding strength when I feel weak.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
With you here, I see sight return to the blind.
When you're near, I can watch the dead come to life.
You shine your light into our souls.
You make all things possible.
I can feel your mystery moving in my hands and feet
Leading me through disbelief, finding strength when I feel weak.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
When I don't have the words, you will be my voice.
When I don't understand, I will still rejoice.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
I can feel your mystery moving in my hands and feet
Leading me through disbelief, finding strength when I feel weak.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
You make the most of me. You make the most of me.
Writer(s): Helen Frye, Michael Frye
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