Hillside Baptist Church

Our hearts are filled with questions

Our eyes are full of tears

We question why You didn't act

Or were You even near?

Lord our hearts are broken

And we know that Yours is too

For we are made in the image of You

Dry our tears

Lift our heads

We serve a God who's risen from the dead

Lift our eyes

To Heaven's throne

May we not forget that this world is

not our home

Dry our tears

We ask why do bad things happen

All the death, the ills, the pain

We know You could make it stop

With just a whisper of Your voice

Remind us how you bore the cross

You suffered and cried in pain

You could have sent down

angels and escaped

But You chose to stay to

Ensure our debt was payed

Dry our tears

Lift our heads

We serve a God who's risen from the dead

Lift our eyes

To Heaven's throne

May we not forget that this world is

not our home

Dry our tears

This world is quickly fading

And eternity is coming

Soon all this pain will be gone

I'll shout it from the mountain top

I want my world to know

The Lord of love has come to me

I want to pass it on

Oh I want to pass it on

Dry our tears

Lift our heads

We serve a God who's risen from the dead

Lift our eyes

To Heaven's throne

May we not forget that this world is

not our home

Dry our tears, Dry our tears

One day You'll wipe all our tears away

Dry our tears, dry our tears

Dry our tears, Dry our tears