who told us we'd be rescued ~ what has changed and ~ why should we be saved from nightmares ~ we're asking why this happens to us ~ who have died to live, it's unfair
this is what it means to be held ~ how it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life ~ and you survive ~ this is what it is to be loved and know ~ that the promise was when everything fell ~ we'd be held
this hand is bitterness ~ we want to taste it and ~ let the hatred numb our sorrows ~ the wise hand opens slowly ~ to lilies of the valley and tomorrow
if hope if born of suffering ~ if this is only the beginning ~ can we not wait, for one hour ~ watching for our Savior
~ from Held as sung by Natalie Grant
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