We want to seek you in our own ways We'll fast and we'll sing, we'll give for our gain You're telling us that it's not ok You don't need another song You don't want our empty praise If we stop loving on our own terms God will heal our wounds, God will heal our wounds If we stop loving on our own terms Grace will lead us home Grace will lead us home We want the blessing of the God we made To live in the privilege, he'll do what we say You're telling us there's a different way To seek less for ourselves, to pour out every day Home, home, home, home where the fasting that you seek Is breaking chains, breaking free Home, home, home, home where the songs that we sing Move the ground underneath Home, home, home, home where the worship that you seek Feeds the hungry, the ones in need Home, home, home, home where love that we seek Is growing gardens, fixing streets Is growing bridges, planting trees Is digging wells for all to drink Is finding light for us to see Is building trust between you and me Is building strength and family