HELD

This song we are playing at our Memorial. I love it and wanted to share it with you.

HELD by Natalie Grant

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.

Chorus:
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 want to taste it, let the hatred
numb our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to
lillys of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
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.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour
watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
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.