They tell me I can’t hold them both inside

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(Chorus)
They tell me I can’t hold them both inside,
That I am caught between a faith and pride.
But grace was never narrow, love was wide,
And He is walking right here by my side.
I’m living in the truth of who I am,
A daughter held within the sacred plan—
I choose both.

(Verse 2)
The mirrors in the morning used to lie,
And fill my heavy spirit with a cry.
I’m stepping into light I never knew,
Becoming who He always meant me to.
Yet whispered words from pews and holy stone,
Try to make me feel so outcast and alone,
As if the grace I lean on every day
Was somehow never meant for me to pray.

(Verse 3)
I want to better every single day,
To walk a cleaner, kinder, better way.
To love my neighbor and to bear my cross,
And find my gain where others see a loss.
My spirit doesn't have to live in parts,
He looks beyond the labels to our hearts.
Why must they draw a line and draw a sword,
When I am simply holding to my Lord?

(Verse 4)
So let the world debate and point their hands,
And try to fit me into rigid lands.
I know the hands that shaped me in the womb,
Are lifting me right out of winter's gloom.
I am trans, and I am a child of grace,
And there is glory in this healing space.
I will not give up either sacred part—
They live together in my beating heart.

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(Verse 1) I bow my head and whisper in the dark, To the God who formed every single part. They say I have to choose which road to take, And break the heart that He is helping make. I hold my Bible close against my chest, While fighting for a quiet kind of rest, Trying to heal the person in the glass, And praying that the judgment has to pass. (Chorus) They tell me I can’t hold them both inside, That I am caught between a faith and pride. But grace was never narrow, love was wide, And He is walking right here by my side. I’m living in the truth of who I am, A daughter held within the sacred plan— I choose both. (Verse 2) The mirrors in the morning used to lie, And fill my heavy spirit with a cry. I’m stepping into light I never knew, Becoming who He always meant me to. Yet whispered words from pews and holy stone, Try to make me feel so outcast and alone, As if the grace I lean on every day Was somehow never meant for me to pray. (Chorus) They tell me I can’t hold them both inside, That I am caught between a faith and pride. But grace was never narrow, love was wide, And He is walking right here by my side. I’m living in the truth of who I am, A daughter held within the sacred plan— I choose both. (Verse 3) I want to better every single day, To walk a cleaner, kinder, better way. To love my neighbor and to bear my cross, And find my gain where others see a loss. My spirit doesn't have to live in parts, He looks beyond the labels to our hearts. Why must they draw a line and draw a sword, When I am simply holding to my Lord? (Chorus) They tell me I can’t hold them both inside, That I am caught between a faith and pride. But grace was never narrow, love was wide, And He is walking right here by my side. I’m living in the truth of who I am, A daughter held within the sacred plan— I choose both. (Verse 4) So let the world debate and point their hands, And try to fit me into rigid lands. I know the hands that shaped me in the womb, Are lifting me right out of winter's gloom. I am trans, and I am a child of grace, And there is glory in this healing space. I will not give up either sacred part— They live together in my beating heart. (Chorus) They tell me I can’t hold them both inside, That I am caught between a faith and pride. But grace was never narrow, love was wide, And He is walking right here by my side. I’m living in the truth of who I am, A daughter held within the sacred plan— I choose both.

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