Текст песни Paris Twila - Hold On
Paris Twila - Hold On слова песни
(Words and Music by Twila Paris)Every little baby comes into the worldReaching for an anchor, fingers tightly curledGrasping for a reason without knowing whyWe will cling to anything `til the day we dieWe can hold on to sorrow, hold on to painWe can hold on to anger when there is nothing to be gainedWe can hold to a thread at the end of a ropeBut if we hold on to Jesus we are holding on to hopeHold on, hold onThis is human nature; this is what He plannedWhen He put our hearts inside, when He made these handsWe are here to reach for Him, never letting goThis is all we need to have, all we need to knowWe can hold on to money, hold on to fameWe can hold on to glory and the honor of a nameWe can hold to a thread at the end of a ropeBut if we hold on to Jesus we are holding on to hopeHold on, hold onGo on hold on, hold on