and in the space between the breaths in all these little living deaths when even shadows run and hide i’m right here by your side so let it break me i don't care this is the weight we’re meant to bear because a hand first held on to me in a grip that will not break our fingers trace the law of christ the echo of his sacrifice but we were called to this, to bear the crushing weight not to abandon~! because a hand first held on to me in a grip that will not break our arms may tremble our hold may fail but the nail-scarred hands will still prevail his hold on me is my hold on you his strength in you holds me here too because a hand first held on to me in a grip that will not break we are a chain he will not lose our answer to a love so deep a promise
