Best Ignatian Songs

"In The Palm Of Your Hand"

If I could have the world and all it owns

A thousand kingdoms, a thousand thrones
If all the earth were mine to hold
With wealth my only goal

I'd spend my gold on selfish things

Without the love that Your life brings
Just a little bit more is all I'd need
'Til life was torn from me

I'd rather be in the palm of Your hand

Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees
Your grace provides for me

If I should walk the streets no place to sleep

No faith in promises You keep
I'd have no way to buy my bread
With a bottle for my bed

But if I trust the One who died for me

Who shed His blood to set me free
If I live my life to trust in You
Your grace will see me through

I'd rather be in the palm of Your hand

Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees

If I could have the world

If I could have the world and all it owns

Holy Now
When I was a boy, each week
On Sunday, we would go to church
And pay attention to the priest
He would read the holy word
And consecrate the holy bread
And everyone would kneel and bow
Today the only difference is
Everything is holy now
Everything, everything
Everything is holy now

When I was in Sunday school

We would learn about the time
Moses split the sea in two
Jesus made the water wine
And I remember feeling sad
That miracles dont happen still
But now I cant keep track
Cause everythings a miracle
Everything, Everything
Everythings a miracle

Wine from water is not so small

But an even better magic trick
Is that anything is here at all
So the challenging thing becomes
Not to look for miracles
But finding where there isnt one

When holy water was rare at best

It barely wet my fingertips
But now I have to hold my breath
Like Im swimming in a sea of it
It used to be a world half there
Heavens second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
Cause everything is holy now
Everything, everything
Everything is holy now

Read a questioning childs face

And say its not a testament
Thatd be very hard to say
See another new morning come
And say its not a sacrament
I tell you that it cant be done

This morning, outside I stood

And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
I remember when church let out
How things have changed since then
Everything is holy now
It used to be a world half-there
Heavens second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
Cause everything is holy now