Holding On

Your heart is sweet
My heart is stone
Your voice is quiet
My journey long
But I'm holding on to your endless love
Through all the foggy days
Through all the tears I've prayed

And I'm breaking through for one touch from you
And I am not afraid
I am not afraid
Your arms are wide
My hands are fold
Your table long
My chair is short
You love the poor
And I'm destitute
But my hope is strong

When my joy is you
And I'm holding on to the corner of your robe
'Cause there's a power there
Before the gardener's throne
And when your mercy breaks
Through all my wreckless tears
And all depressions cease

I am not afraid
No, I'm not afraid
There's a beauty in our pain
Every night has a breaking day
We are coloured jars of clay
So carry on
Carry on