Held

Wynn’s Story

Eight years is too little.
She let him go.
He had no sudden healing.
To think that a mother would
Force a child from his home while she laughs
Is appalling.

Who told him he'd be rescued?
What has changed and why should he be saved from nightmares?
He’s asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It's unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell he'd be held.

This hand is bitterness.
He wants to taste it, let the love consume his sorrow.
The wise hand opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell he'd be held.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can He not wait for one hour waiting for someone to love him?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell He'd be held.

-Lyrics from Natalie Grant’s “Held” Edited by me.