There's a loose thread in me
Pulled by my worries
I am unraveling
At the seams
But I know a crimson string
That keeps me together in spite of all these things
Troubling me
If there's a mountain
Bring it down
What once was lost
Is now found
Given the hand I'm dealt
I'd fold if I bet it all on myself
Without Your help
And all of the lilies in the field
Grow tall as trees up into the sky so blue
Reaching for You
If there's a mountain
It will move
Those of the kingdom
Cannot lose
All of my life
I've known it well
Where Your hand leads
Your peace will dwell
When I'm old and grey
This heart of mine won't even have aged a day
If You stay
And now that I am free
Tomorrow's tale will be written by You and me
Without worry