| She was angry and hurting with her fist in the air
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| Reaching and calling but heard no one there
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| Her prayers were rising but lost in the wind
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| Oh God, are You near?
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| And the weeks turn to months and the months turn to years
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| All that she hoped for has now turned to fear
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| In her darkest moment she looks to the sky and she cries
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| She cries out
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| «If You’re the one who walks on water
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| If You’re the one who calms the sea
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| If You’re the one who holds the heavens
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| Then I believe You’re holding me»
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| And the walls she’s building are starting to break
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| And the weight on her shoulders is falling away
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| Oh she knows of His mercy but can’t know His ways and she cries
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| She cries out
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| «If You’re the one who walks on water
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| If You’re the one who calms the sea
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| If You’re the one who holds the heavens
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| Then I believe You’re holding me
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| Yeah, I believe You’re holding me»
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| She cries, «faithful God, I am never alone
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| You left Your throne, now I know and I know
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| Yeah I know
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| You’re the one who walks on water
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| You’re the one who calms the sea
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| You’re the one who holds the heavens
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| And I believe…
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| Oh, You’re the one who brings the morning
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| Fills the sky with majesty
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| You’re the one who holds the heavens
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| And I believe You’re holding me
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| Lord, I believe You’re holding me" |