Texty: Point Of Grace. I Choose You. This Is Your Land.

Didn?t anyone ever tell you
Didn?t anyone ever say
Did you capture a vision of glory
As she held out her hand today
It?s reaching to the broken heart
Right down to where you stand

Didn?t anyone ever tell you
This is your land
Didn?t anyone ever tell you
It doesn?t matter the last will be first
For the sad and the meek and the righteous
And all those who will hunger and thirst
So let the poor in spirit know
These dreams are not of sand
Didn?t anyone ever tell you
This is your land

You?ll be given the robes of princes
You?ll be flying on golden wings
You will live in pavilions of splendor
Be surrounded by beautiful things
So hold on to these promises
And keep them in your hand

Didn?t anyone ever tell you
This is your land