Come Empty Handed, Leave Full

Written by: verlecia fields

Come empty handed leave full 

hook: He wanted to teach me 
he wanted to preach to me 
he wanted to make me a whole 

try to hand me the good book 
of things that i didn't know 
said the word would heal me 

hook: He wanted to teach me 
he wanted to preach to me 
he wanted to make me a whole 

he said now in your head 
you may think you have find all the answers
but, see here, 
my God is almighty and his word is profound     
now i know you don't want to hear me 
now i know you don't see my halo
but look closer and you may see the light

and one hand stretched out  
and he bent over and looked up and said with a shout
Well! lord make her see 
ole, lord let her hear 

and i heard someone shout 
come by hear OLE LORD-Y 
and the reverend say 
don't stop her, let her BE MOVED, 
CAN'T YOU SEE, my God has set her feet 
and someone else sang out and she began to dance  
and she leaned down as to 
get on her knees and she stood up again 
through out her hands, lifted up her head 
and shouted, in words of rejoicing 
they where words only the lord could understand 

and still my heart pumped the same beat 
and I could not be moved 

and with a room, full of joyfullest prayers
i wanted to be moved 

so i closed my eyes 
and I clapped my hands 
and i moved my feet 
and prayed as hard as i could

and still i could not be moved 

its was only a time after 
that i understood the mean, of each and everyone's own joy
you may come with a empty bowl 
but surly you will leave with a little of what you need...