Held

Written by：Christa Wells

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 want to taste it let the hatred numb our sorrow

The wise hands 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

Yeah he

Ooo he

Ohh

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