Reaching
GLORIA GAITHER, WILLIAM J. GAITHER
His love, went on longing
His love, went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind
Then the word of the Father
Became Mary's little son
And His love reached all the
Way to where I was and so
This great creator who'd been
Reaching all along
This God who formed the world
With his own hands
Made love become a baby, one of our very own
And spoke His word so we could understand
His love went on longing
His love went on reaching
Right past the shackles of my mind
Then the word of the father
Became Mary's little son
And his love reached all the
Way to where I was reaching longing
Longing and Searching
And the longing and the reaching
Became Mary's little son
And his love reached all the
Way to where I was