Two months is too little
They let him go, they had no sudden healing
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays is appalling
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 to know that the promise was when everything fell
We'd be held
This hand is bitterness
We wanna taste it, let the hatred numb our sorrow
The wise hand opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow
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 to know that the promise was when everything fell
We'd be held
If hope is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait for one hour
Watching for our Savior?
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 to know that the promise was when everything fell
We'd be held
This is what it is to be loved
And to know that the promise was when everything fell
We'd be held
This is what it means to be held
-Held, written by Christa Nichole Wells
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Jeremiah 17:7-8
“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord
And whose trust is the Lord.
“For he will be like a tree planted by the water,
That extends its roots by a stream
And will not fear when the heat comes;
But its leaves will be green,
And it will not be anxious in a year of drought
Nor cease to yield fruit.
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The LORD is our Bulwark!
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