Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away
Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run
And I'll be by your side
Wherever you fallIn the dead of night
Whenever you call
And please don't fight
These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands and my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you inAnd give you life
I want to give you life
Cause I,
I love you
I want you to know
That I,
I love you
I'll never let you go
-by your side-10th avenue
i was really screwed up this week til i heard this song yest.
i think i've been neglecting God for quite a long time .
thats bad.
i guess life probably changes when you're at your lowest and the world seems to be crashing down on you,
but i guess jesus is always there for me (:
and that comforts me more then anything else in the world.
he's hands are holding me (:
maybe..just maybe.. i like being imperfect.
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away
Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run
And I'll be by your side
Wherever you fallIn the dead of night
Whenever you call
And please don't fight
These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands and my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you inAnd give you life
I want to give you life
Cause I,
I love you
I want you to know
That I,
I love you
I'll never let you go
-by your side-10th avenue
i was really screwed up this week til i heard this song yest.
i think i've been neglecting God for quite a long time .
thats bad.
i guess life probably changes when you're at your lowest and the world seems to be crashing down on you,
but i guess jesus is always there for me (:
and that comforts me more then anything else in the world.
he's hands are holding me (:
maybe..just maybe.. i like being imperfect.
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