It may take time, on this journey slow
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What lies ahead, I'm not sure I know
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But the hand that holds this flailing soul
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He will not let go
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There may be days, when I cannot breathe
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There may be scars, that will stay with me
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But the deepest stains, they will be washed clean
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And He will not let go
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When all around my soul gives way
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He then is all my hope and stay
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When grief has paralyzed my heart
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His grip holds even tighter than the dark
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I've heard it soft, this too shall pass
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The joy will come, that the hurt won't last
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So I will trust that within His grasp
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I am not alone
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For He will not let go
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He Will Not Let Go
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| Laura Story |
