**[Verse 1]** I dreamed a child was lost in the dark, Eyes full of fear, a trembling heart. They reached for her — the strong, the bright — But she turned away and held on tight. To my worn hand, my weathered face, She chose the broken one to be her safe place. And I heard You whisper soft and clear, "This is why I kept you here." **[Pre-Chorus]** Not the polished, not the proud, Not the voices speaking loud. The ones who are truly lost Know the ones who've paid the cost. **[Chorus]** She chose my hand, she chose my hand, The child that no one else could understand. You sent the dream so I would know The reason You wouldn't let me go. She chose my hand — not power, not might, But the one who's walked through the darkest night. Lord, I am Yours, and now I see — You kept me here for the ones like me. **[Verse 2]** I've asked You Lord why the road was so long, Why the breaking came before the song. But the lost don't follow the unscathed ones, They run to the wounded, the forgotten sons. So keep me broken just enough to reach The ones that programs cannot teach. Send them to me, the clinging kind, The ones the world has left behind. **[Pre-Chorus]** Not the polished, not the proud, Not the voices speaking loud. The ones who are truly lost Know the ones who've paid the cost. **[Chorus]** She chose my hand, she chose my hand, The child that no one else could understand. You sent the dream so I would know The reason You wouldn't let me go. She chose my hand — not power, not might, But the one who's walked through the darkest night. Lord, I am Yours, and now I see — You kept me here for the ones like me. **[Bridge]** You could have sent an angel bright, You could have sent a blazing light. But the lost child in the dark of night Needs someone who has known her fright. So You sent me the dream, You spoke my name, You said, "Your wounds are not your shame — They are the language of the least, The ones I'm calling to My feast." **[Final Chorus]** She chose my hand, she chose my hand, The child that no one else could understand. You sent the dream so I would know The reason You wouldn't let me go. She chose my hand — not power, not might, But the one who's walked through the darkest night. Lord, I am Yours, and now I see — You kept me here for the ones like me. You kept me here for the ones like me.
