m learning that nothing worth anything is cheap. Im learning the path is thina nd the grade is steep, and that the altars where we lay ourselves will crack when tested and that theres only one that turns our hearts to gold
*chorus* Hold on to Jesus tell Him about everything your dreams and your troubles pure hearts desire one thing and mine is to know You mine is to break down and shatter to pieces and lose everything Ive found
Im finding that Im not who i once thought I was Im finding Im powerless to obtain Your love And that the only gifts i bring to You are rags and failures through a strange exchange Youve made them myrrh and gold.