The tears come, lifted hands
Posture of surrender, it's all
All that can be done, all in all
Helpless, yet somehow peace
Shows up, You are the One
There is nothing to do, except
Lift up, come down, say words
You already know, already are 
Realizing our helplessness is 
A good solid thing, not always
Having the answers, being reliant
It all comes and we can harden
Or let it fall into Your hands if grace