by Bethany Dillon
Who can hold the stars and my weary heart?
Who can see everything?
I've fallen so hard, sometimes I feel so far, but not beyond Your reach
I could climb a mountain, swim the ocean, or do anything
But it's when You hold me that I start unfolding
And all I can say is "hallelujah, hallelujah"
Whatever's in front of me, help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me, I'll choose to sing hallelujah
The same sun that rises over castles and welcomes the day spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play
And only you can see the good in broken things
You took my heart of stone and you made it home and set this prisoner free
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me, help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me, I'll choose to sing hallelujah
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