Unfamiliar Grace

By Abigail Miller

I am not satisfied to stand upon this place

Not contented with a measure of familiar grace

I want to go beyond the things I’ve always known

The ground I stand upon is but a stepping stone

Lord, lift me higher, bring me closer to Your face

For I want to know that unfamiliar grace

Your love is wider and deeper than the sea

And yet so near to me I need to know Your unfamiliar grace

I am not satisfied to live a little life

To know a little glory, to possess a little of my Christ

The height where I aspire and my soul’s deep desire

Is to be dwelling in the realm of holy fire

So many seem to settle for the things that they can see

Walking in the shadow of the glory there could be

But I will never rest until I’ve touched the unseen hand

Who will take me far beyond what I can understand

Lord, lift me higher, bring me closer to Your face

For I want to know that unfamiliar grace

Your love is wider and deeper than the sea

And yet so near to me I need to know Your unfamiliar grace

Only You can show me Your Unfamiliar grace