Jars Of Clay - Hand

I'm here waiting for something new to break my heart
So callous laden, I can't feel a thing at all
Will You catch my fall?
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far My hand inside
Fear is keeping time with the beating of my heart
I'm doin' way too much thinkin'
And it's tearing me apart
And I, I feel You reach for me
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far My hand inside
I hear Your voice and follow
So hard to believe, and still I go
And still I go

From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far
My hand inside, inside Your hand
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Inside Your hand...


I'm here waiting for something new to break my heart
So callous laden, I can't feel a thing at all
Will You catch my fall?
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far My hand inside
Fear is keeping time with the beating of my heart
I'm doin' way too much thinkin'
And it's tearing me apart
And I, I feel You reach for me
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far My hand inside
I hear Your voice and follow
So hard to believe, and still I go
And still I go

From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Losing my grip falling so far
My hand inside, inside Your hand
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside Your hand
Inside Your hand...


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