12 - Still Standing

The night was cold, the silence loud. My heart was heavy,

I cried out proud. Through every shadow, I searched for light.

But only you stayed through the fight. Oh, the tears fell

fast and wide. A broken heart, a lost child. Thank you, Jesus,

for, for the pain. Thank you, Jesus, for,

for the rain. Through the sorrow, through the strife. You held my hand and gave

me life. Thank you, Lord, so there

has been- but thank you- thank you, Jesus-