I wrote the song Hold On the day of September 11, 2001, as events were unfolding with ferocity. In the vacuum that brought New York, and all of us, to our knees in those days, gasping for breath, the question arose in the throats of many of us, "where does God fit into all this?" This song was my way of dealing with it. Now, in the wake of Boston 4/15/13, I was stunned to realize how much this song speaks to the current tragedy. I'm re-posting Hold On in hope that it might in some way be a comfort to those who are reeling from the events of the past couple of weeks.
Link to recording of "Hold On"
hold on
despite the devastation now
beyond the things I'll never understand
God I'm reaching for Your hand
beyond the questions hanging here
despite the awkward silence in the air
I believe that You're still there
and I'll hold on to the Voice that calls my name
hold on to the Heart that feels the pain
hold on to the promise that remains
hold on
and I'll hold on to the Hand that gently guides
hold on to the strength that's left inside
the shreds of belief that just won't die
hold on
the gift of one more day begins
the act of breathing out and breathing in
the will to start again
one more day to serve, to give
to reach beyond the wreckage and to live
to respect the sacred gift
hold on though the world is not the same
hold on to the God who'll never change
hold on to the fragments of your faith
hold on
hold on and believe the Holy One
and know that His justice will be done
hold on to the Kingdom yet to come
hold on
and just hold on for the world is turning still
despite every tremor we will feel
hold on for eternal life is real
hold on
and just hold on though the mountains fall apart
the pieces of hope left in our hearts
will hold us until the healing starts
hold on
just hold on.
©2001 Greg Ferguson.
